Cabo vs. Mac and Cheese

I'm a firm believer everything happens for a reason.

I was planning a trip to Cabo for a few days this week after some meetings. I would have Wednesday-Friday available to go to Cabo. I had no one to go with. I would have traveled in on Wednesday, and I would have had to travel back out on Friday afternoon, so I only would have been there for one full day. My office already booked me a flight home on Tuesday night and back out on Friday. I couldn't get a reservation with all of my accumulated points at the hotel that I wanted to. I was leaning towards not going.

I'm chatting with The Lady In Red, and we're talking that things were progressing nicely between us. In our earlier conversations I mentioned that I made damn good mac and cheese. She and I were conversing and if I don't go to Cabo, we're both free on Wednesday. We mentioned that we should definately meet up again, and I'm thinking this is the reason that everything is conspiring against me. Obviously The Lady in Red needs macaroni and cheese.