Delayed

It’s official. This is my year of travel hell. Maybe it’s fitting I’m at the same gate that began my 24-hour adventure to Amsterdam last summer. Now I’m waiting to fly from Toronto to San Francisco. But–the catch–I have to go to Cleveland, then Houston, and then San Francisco because of yesterday’s snow and March-break overbooking.

Now I don’t even feel stressed when I hear of the delays. Take today. I’m going to arrive nine hours after I was supposed to. I see it as stasis. I get to blog. I’ll read. And maybe, hopefully, on one of my three flights (Many to choose from!) I’ll catch up on some much-needed sleep. I fear my body is getting used to functioning on four or five hours a night after my latest batch of insomnia. More on that in another post.

Everyone around me seems to be in the same good mental place. I’m getting knitting tips from a woman who also is waiting for the Cleveland flight. Actually, I’m listening in on the lesson that she is giving this adorable girl, who’s family is going to miss their cruise because of all of the delays. The cruise-family’s mom and I are chatting. Oops, I’m posing as a bit of a knitting distraction. The girl can’t believe how quickly I type: “Wow, three lines in five seconds.” (Ha, I wish.) My laptop is intriguing. My hair too, supposedly. I just learned she has 27 Webkinz. I think I may get asked to visit the site soon. ;)

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About gwenamon

bookworm, confidante, creative director, cyclist, global wanderer, music lover, shutterbug, shoe shopper, snowboarder, writer, yoga geek. i'm also a very proud mama of a lil mister named james.
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