On the 2nd I flew out of Dulles at 3:15 and Amy flew out of Reagan at 3:00, at least that was the plan. I dropped her off early at the airport and headed back to catch my flight only to find that my flight was delayed and they had emailed me to let me know that I needed to catch the 12pm flight earlier that day, of course I did not get it.
In the end it was worked out that I would taxi to Reagan and fly out the same time as Amy. She was shocked to see me.
By the end of the day I was in Panama and she was stuck in Boston for the night after her flight got delayed. Hooray Delta.