First off, I didn’t technically miss my flight. I don’t believe I have ever missed a flight. And, I used to travel a lot for work. Often, I used to be on the road twice a month. And now, I have a lot of miles and perks. But in all my travels, I have never missed a flight. I have come close to doing so once or twice, but I am very much a responsible traveler.
Oh wait. I havd missed one flight. And that totally was not my fault. We left with more than three hours to catch out flight in Atlanta. And, then the highway traffic stopped and didn’t move for two hours. There was a major fiery crash that shut everything down. I then managed to tweet at Delta and they changed my flight with no fuss. That part was awesome.
Fast forward to this week. My flight was supposed to depart at 7am. But mother nature had other plans. And, with that my three-day business trip was over and done with. And, I felt a grand weight lifted off of my shoulders. I felt free. I felt happy. I felt determined to make the most of it. It was as if I had been gifted a day. That sense of bliss is indescribable.
I proceeded to hop, skip, and jump in puddles. I ran up the stairs. I tickled the dog. I went to a local bakery and bought two bread puddings. One, was just not going to do. I threw in a key lime tart as well. Then I went to the arcade. My son won a huge bonus number of tickets. Then, I went and got a most delicious barbecue salad. I even contemplated going to the movies. Alas, poor yorick, there was no good movie to catch. I ordered some shoes. Ate some pickles. Caught up on How to Get Away With Murder. That was an underwhelming ending. Can’t win it all. But I also wrote a random tweet about enjoying life and puddles, and it surprisingly got over 2,000 likes.
Every day is a gift. But this was especially wonderful. It was a day I didn’t think I’d have for myself. And, I tried to enjoy it and just be happy. I even went and got a lotto ticket. Cause you never know. Question is, where did I put that ticket?