Sometimes, life doesn’t go as planned. Things shift and the storms of life bear down on us.
Yesterday afternoon, as I checked my flight for this morning’s trip to D.C. I reached a recording that said, “This flight has been cancelled. Please call back at a later time. Click.”
No call. No text. Nothing.
Next I dialed the Travel Agency. Busy. Busy. Busy.
Hmm, I thought.
Hubbs asked, “What are you going to do?”
I replied, “Wait it out.” Then I smiled and gave thanks that at least I found out when I did, while tucked inside and cozy, and not stranded at the airport with luggage and 200 others.
Late last night, an email from the airline arrived stating I’d been re-booked on a later flight today. It’s storming and icy in D.C. and, honestly, I kinda doubt this flight takes off either. But we’ll see.
So this morning, I’ll finish packing and readying myself and most importantly… I’ll adjust the picture in my head of how it’s supposed to be.