If you find yourself sitting in a window seat on your next flight, please be 100% certain you can successfully step over the person sitting in the aisle seat without waking them.

Because it’s quite possible that the slumbering soul is in a coma-like state thanks to 12 extremely long days, which usually started with a 4:45 a.m. wake-up call and lights-out at midnight. She may have also had a few glasses of wine during the flight, which departed almost three hours later than it was slated to.

While the intent – to not wake me – was considerate, I’d much rather have had the gentleman in seat 4A en route from EWR to PDX tap me on the arm to alert me to his impending visit to the restroom than to have him trip over my feet and slam into my lap when he was not able to successfully negotiate the step-over.

I have a bevy of things to report, and as soon as the power cord for my laptop makes its way to Oregon, I won’t have to worry about using vital battery power and can catch up on the last two weeks.