As I sit in my cube, day after day, I think about a lot of things. Sometimes I think about people back home, how much I like the idea of central air conditioning, how annoying "Thank You Suppression" is (yes, that's a Lindyism), how important morals are, storms, black tennis shoes and that new recipe I can't wait to try. But one thing that never crosses my mind is how much I miss traveling.
Tonight, outside of my cube, I'm reminded of those two years of my life where it seemed I was all alone with thousands of other people in an airport.
My flight is delayed, of course. For those of you that know me fairly well know that something like this doesn't generally upset me. I'm typically pretty numb about setbacks like these, because there's nothing I can do about it anyway. Tonight, though, I can't help but think it might be my fault. Everything I touched today broke, or caused me so much confusion I gave up (which means it broke me).
I decided to stop moping around and go for a walk. I don't subscribe to the idea that if something unfortunate happens to you, that you should run and treat yourself to something like ice cream, clothes shopping or a brand new car. Nope. I think you should settle your mind and dwell about that unfortunate happening until you can come to terms with it. I called my own bluff tonight and stopped by a McDonald's for a milkshake!
The milkshake woke me up! Helped me realize that treats can really be a great thing! I suddenly noticed all of the things I used to blog about..... The inch of unsafe grime on the tile of the McDonald's food prep area that allowed all of the employees to slide around like they were wearing roller skates, the amount of college-seeking teens traveling with their parents, how many people must have loved McDonald's milkshakes too, the cutest baby I have ever seen, the abnormally tall man from Belgium, how good guacamole is, those men and women that serve our country in one way or another, Brian's crab cakes, my deflated hair, that large man that is about to buckle that bar chair, someone who inspires me without realizing it, that grandmother who is having the time of her life with her daughter and granddaughter, Smemy, whether or not I would actually name someone Indy, how great it is to only be delayed two hours, how weird it is to travel without my Corporate Card and status, that guy in Brooks Brothers that needs to buy the other tie, and finally...the older hairy gentleman (that's a stretch) with a shirt on that reads, "the more hair I lose, the more head I get!". Ugh. He was accompanied by a woman who must have forgotten her teeth at the house and a young teenager that looked scared to death.
Being delayed isn't so bad. But it's still not worth it! I'm ready to be in Tampa to hang out with my bro, sister-in-law and monster niece. It's only a two-day vacation, but certainly needed.
Have a good rest of the week everybody...
Lindy
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
No comments:
Post a Comment