My mother is habitually early...

... and apparently the universe conspires to keep her that way.

So she's en route from JFK to OAK, cruising presently over Chicago at an altitude of 30,200 feet.

Her plane's scheduled arrival time is 12:45pm. So, I carefully arranged this morning's schedule - appointment at 9:30am, appointment at 10:30am, leave office in SF at 11:45am and get to OAK in time to meet her flight at 12:45pm.

Except... her flight is now due in at 11:54am.

On the bright side, she'll be all done with that baggage claim thing by the time I get there...