It’s been one of those days that I’d like to forget. First of all, I want to be home. I’ve been traveling too much the last 3 months, and I got a taste of being home this weekend. I actually had time to nap, visit with friends and cook some roasted veggies. It was just really NICE. I feel caught up on my sleep at long last.
So, when I got up at 5 AM this morning, and I knew I had to pack and leave to go to Lakeland FL, I wasn’t in the least bit excited. Sometimes I do think my mood starts the spin in the wrong direction. Maybe it did this time, too. I was in a hurry running around getting things ready for the inevitable, so I didn’t have time to drink my regular dose of caffeine. But, I got out of the door in time.
Sad to say when I got halfway to the airport, I realized that I should have left about 30 minutes later. I didn’t do the math right. I would have just enough time to park and get to the counter an hour before my flight. Okay….I’ll hurry. I get to the counter, and I must have gone to the wrong kiosk because it didn’t ask me about baggage. So, I had to go talk to a person and get that straightened out. Things are going good! It’s going to be okay.
Then I got to security. I guess Monday mornings are the not the slowest time at the Memphis airport. It looked like the line at a ride at Disney. Good grief. Take a deep breath. As we are slowly meandering through the line, I hear somebody say, “Help….over here.” Not too far in front of me a young man is vomiting. Oh, God…I saw that…yek….you know that feeling when you start to get nauseous because you’ve seen or smelled vomit. Oh, boy. It was purple. What the hell did he eat that was totally purple? It was like the skin of eggplant purple. By the time I got to the “vomit spot”, it was still on the floor. People were trying to avoid looking at it. Ech… It could be worse. That could be me.
So, the person in front of me hands her piece of paper to the TSA Agent who is supposed to get her license and her boarding pass. “I just got my license renewed. Can you take this?” Well, great. Several people came over to discuss the dilemna, and the passenger began to argue. I’m looking at my watch. It’s 40 minutes before my flight LEAVES. I’m sure it’s boarding already. And, I’m starting to get a l–i–t–t–l–e grumpy as I realize that my Starbucks stop is not going to happen. My head hurts. I’m irritable, and now I’m going to be late. Luckily, the TSA Agent looked at me and quietly took my ID and boarding pass so that I could move through before he finished with Miss “I don’t have a license” lady.
I passed through security effortlessly except for a brief moment when the TSA agent had to flirt with me and comment on my foot tattoo. I think that job would be a great job for men. You can flirt with a lot of barefooted women AND see an image of them naked on the body scan. What’s not to love? And, they can’t be rude to you. You stand between them and their plane…or maybe even jail.
I get to the plane, and the rest of the trip is uneventful until I get to Orlando. I slept like a baby on the plane since I didn’t have any caffeine in me. That was a perk, although I’m sure the people next to me either got drooled on or had to listen to my snoring. Not my problem. Once I got to Orlando, I had to drive to Lakeland. I was feeling really bad because I didn’t have coffee in me, I was hungry and I had a pretty big health issue that was causing me some distress. So, I got coffee right off the bat, stopped at a drugstore for the health issue supplies and got some lunch. On top of the hassle and time of having to deal with my little health issue, buying supplies on the road THAT I ALREADY HAVE AT HOME has cost me an extra $40 of my personal money.
I did find a lovely little lunch spot called CRAVE which had a great Grilled Salmon salad with apple slices and goat cheese on the menu. I had that plus some really spicy black bean soup and a fabulous cup of coffee with cream. It was so good. I read my Whole Living magazine and got a look inside the mind of Dr. Andrew Weil. I finally felt at peace. Maybe I can turn this around. He brought the bill, and I realized I lost my Corporate Credit Card. So, I had to ask to go out to my rental car and tore it apart looking for it. I found it, paid my bill and went out to see what else was going to happen.
In the meantime, there are all these tolls in Orlando which I hadn’t anticipated. I ran out of money, and so now I’m a felon who missed one of their tolls. To avoid the huge fee that Hertz will make me pay when they get the letter that I missed the toll, I have to mail the payment to the Orange County Expressway Authority in time for them to stop the letter that will be sent to Hertz to tell them of my $1.25 crime. I can imagine how that will go.
To make a long story even longer, I decided to just go get something healthy to eat for dinner and call it a night. I was trying to find a spinach salad because of its nutritional content, and I was searching around Lakeland for that menu item. Luckily for me, a man I’m crazy about suggested I go to the Publix down the street and get it there. OMG…what a great idea! I’m sitting here now in my sweet little hotel room, surrounded by fresh fruit and veggies, some fabulous, healthy dark chocolate and great roasted cashews. I have taken care of myself.
It was just one of those days where every little irritating thing that can happen, did. If I needed to turn left, I couldn’t. If I needed to go to the bathroom, there was a long line. If I needed to pay for something, I didn’t have the money or a credit card. If I needed my phone for the GPS, it was dead. These days happen. They just do. I have to see the sense of humor in it, and just enjoy whatever is going to happen next. When you’re on a roll, you keep rolling.
Oh, and God really does answer prayers. In the middle of this fiasco of a day when I was really feeling bad, I prayed, “Can you help me out here? I’m dying (because of the health issue mainly).” At 5 PM, I got a text from the woman that was setting up my training session for tomorrow. There is a business reason that is causing the management team to miss the morning session, so I can only deliver the afternoon session. Really? We worked out a plan to get the material covered, and it will work out okay. But, I had been wondering how I was going to deliver training all day when I felt so bad. Well, thank you for helping me out….You did the one thing I really couldn’t do for myself, didn’t you? Thanks…..