Well, today was certainly an exercise in accepting what life throws at you.
Despite my extreme excitement about this Florida trip, RX had to go and fuck it all up. Hurricane RX, that is. Although, at this point, I have also come to accept the fact that anytime there is a RX involved, it’s probably not a good thing. In today’s case, it most definitely wasn’t. That damn hurricane has now caused all flights for Thursday night and Friday to be cancelled, thus pushing my flight out to Saturday morning. Seriously? Fuck!
All of this was news to me. I only found out about my rescheduled flight after Dad had suggested I call Air Canada and start dealing with things. Dealing with things? I had no idea what Dad was talking about. I’d just arrived back at the Witch Cave from my post-work gym session, and was filling my suitcase with short shorts when everything came to light. I thought I might have been able to get on the earlier flight tomorrow, but that seems to be cancelled as well. Everyone else flew into Orlando today, so I’m the only one who’s screwed. Damn it.
Work was alright. I crossed a few items off Big Bird’s list to make up for my complete lack of productivity yesterday, but it still wasn’t much. Not that anyone would notice. I did my full exercise routine after work, and then took the subway home.
Naturally, all of this flight drama happened at the same time I was supposed to meet Katya for dinner. We made plans to hang out tonight before she goes back to the UK, so I couldn’t exactly bail. Talk about awful timing. Oy.
Katya seemed tired tonight, but it was still a great catch up. Despite all of the unresolved flight crap happening in the background, I realized that when I’m with Katya nothing else seems to matter. We just have fun. Life’s troubles always seem to disappear for a while. It’s the magic of Katya! She was also proud and supportive of The Plan, so that encouragement was great to hear. I really value Katya’s opinion.
Now, it’s 1:30 a.m. I’ve been on the phone with Air Canada for 35 minutes, waiting to see if there’s still a chance that I can get to Orlando before Saturday. Hmm. Perhaps I’m not accepting what life throws at me. At the end of the day, it is what it is. It’s weather, man. There’s not much I can do about a hurricane. At the same time, I also want to be at Walt Disney World with my family. Goddamn it! I’m going to do anything I can to make that happen. Except die on the way there.
I’m getting tired. I just want to deal with this flight thing. Fuck. I hope I can work it out. I might take the first flight out tomorrow if I can. We’ll see. Either way, I need to get off my computer. I’m crashing faster than this 2008 hunk of aluminum.
Goodnight xo
Mom sent me this photo from their hotel today. Wyndham Bonnet Creek Resort, Lake Buena Vista
Hurricane season. Wyndham Bonnet Creek Resort, Lake Buena Vista
Apparently, Mom’s way of dealing with the wet weather is to break open her Costco Kirkland sangria. Smart woman. Wyndham Bonnet Creek Resort, Lake Buena Vista
This photo was sent 25 minutes after the first one. Typical Florida weather. Wyndham Bonnet Creek Resort, Lake Buena Vista