*breathing sigh of relief*
And it wasn’t nearly as bad as I was envisioning.
Even though I got up at 4:15 panicking about missing my flight to San Francisco.
Even though the second meeting of the day got canceled (glad it wasn’t the first!).
Even though we had lots of extra time between meetings and lunch to kill (my fear was a lot of dead silence and awkwardness, but notsomuch!).
I did it.
And I feel a mixture of relief, pride, and increased courage.
As IntrigueMe would say..”.it’s in the bag, baby!”
The one downside?
The huge ass downside?
I’ve been sitting in the airport since 1 pm trying to get on a 4 pm (PT) standby flight.
Only to miss it by ONE SEAT.
And thus have to wait another 3.5 HOURS until my originally scheduled flight at 7:30 (PT).
I might go insane sitting here for that long. If I had sneakers, I’d run around the airport. If I had yoga pants, I’d put them on. But alas, no such luck. All I have is my laptop, my new Coach laptop bag (reinbursed through work no less, and it’s super duper cute, gotta say), and a lot of time.
Guess there are worse things.
But the best part is…it’s done, son! And I feel a hell of a lot better. Thank you for all of your encouragement here, and for those that know me IRL, on Facebook, Twitter, emails, and texts. You are the best. ((HUGS))