CONTROL
It’s taken a few days to write about this — our trip home from a long weekend with our daughter and her family.
We left on a Thursday to fly to Kansas City. All went well, we arrived on time, and daughter and her husband picked us up to travel to their lake home at Lake of the Ozarks.
We enjoyed 3 full days at the lake with family, including our two oldest grandsons, one girlfriend and one roommate. For August, when it is usually hot and humid in this part of the U.S., the weather cooperated and gave us a couple breezy days, temp in the mid 80’s.
On Monday, we were up early cleaning and washing sheets/towels/etc., preparing to depart for the airport. The drive went well, the first flight went well. Our connection in Minneapolis, however, did not go so well. After 3-4 delay announcements our flight to San Diego was canceled. We got notice that we were booked on a flight Tuesday at 10:30pm (yes, you read that right: p.m.). Fortunately, the airline put us up in a hotel and offered food vouchers. Unfortunately, I needed to cancel my Tuesday appointments.
This is when the ‘control’ panic set in. As in — you have no control. You are at the mercy of the airline which is understaffed and overpopulated with people trying to get home.
As I ranted to my husband that I had to get home and told him how angry I was that this was happening, he responded “is this how a yogi responds?”. I guess not, but who else could I vent my anger to, if not him.
Rant over, we went to bed. Got up Tuesday morning with plans to stand by for the 3 flights to San Diego that left earlier than 10:30pm. First two were a bust; we made it onto the 6:50pm flight and were pleasantly surprised to find we were seated together in the first row of Delta Comfort (just behind first class). So, a bit better experience.
Home never feels so good as when it is a challenge to get there. Wednesday, I was back teaching and re-scheduling the individual clients who had appointments on Tuesday.
I also, with a bit of chagrin, reflected on my rant and my misplaced anger. Actually there was nobody but the weather to be angry at, since it was a weather-related delay and cancellation, beginning on the East Coast, causing delays all over the place.
Live & learn.
