Seating Issues

I'm here! Home safe and sound! Yay for home! Must go to bed now because of quiz meet early in the morning.

The best and funniest part of my trip: between Cincinatti and Huntsville I sat in the wrong row, directly behind the seat I was actually supposed to occupy. No one noticed. I didn't notice until halfway through the flight. Is that not hilarious?! I feel like I should make a funny dramatization of it.

I can now say that I sat in the wrong seat for an entire flight.

[uncontrollable laughter]

Should that be this funny, or am I only slap-happy from being home?