Between a rock and a hard place

“I’m sorry, we don’t seem to have a record of that reservation,” the friendly hostess told me over the phone.

I’d suspected as much. It was Sunday – two days before I was going to Outdoor School for four days with my sixth graders – and I had expected an “It’s getting close” email reminder from Sniff Dog Hotel. They always come in the morning, two days before Lucy is going to stay. But now it was afternoon.

I had called under the guise of making an August reservation for a summer trip and casually asked about the reservation for today, June 4th. Maybe a naughty word crossed my lips when she told me there was no reservation.

I wanted to tell her what had happened. How the camp we’d originally been scheduled to attend had burned down. How I’d cancelled Lucy’s reservation for that date. How a union retreat in March had also been rescheduled and I had cancelled and rescheduled Lucy’s stay. In all the cancelling and rescheduling, I missed making this reservation.

Of course they had room for a last minute reservation…in the View Suite! Of course I booked it – I was between a rock and a hard place.

Here is a view of one of the rooms Lucy will occupy. That’s not her in either of the rooms, but you can see that her accommodations will probably be a little more luxurious than mine. It’s fancy, but I know they will take care of my baby while I am gone.