But then when it comes time again to decide between spending the extra $150 or get up in the middle of the night to get to the airport in time, I think to myself, "Oh, it can't be that bad, can it?"
Probably, if I were buying the ticket the day before, it would be worth it, but as it is, the decision and the misery are too far apart to change the factors of my decision effectively.
So, I'm flying out tomorrow at 6am. I will not have coffee first, because this is the one setting in which I have a shot at actually sleeping for part of the flight. Hey, a girl can dream, right?