Home for the Holidays

Well, at least I’m trying to get home for the holidays. I’m currently sitting at SkyHarbor in Phoenix, AZ. And I will continue to sit here for another 5 hours. Jealous? Thought so.

My flight was originally scheduled to land in Indianapolis at 10:05 p.m. and apparently due to mechanical issues, the plane is being delayed.  My current ETA is 1:55 a.m. Again, jealous yet?

I’m trying really hard to find the fun in this. I’m trying really hard to not be angry/bitter/pissed off/full of rage. I’ve trying really hard not to find a flight back to Oakland and forget this ever happened.

I had lunch and a beer. Now I’m eating cookies. I should probably think about water soon but I’m afraid to give up my power supply. The internet connection is super slow so I’m writing all of this is Word. I know you don’t care about how I post my blogs but I need someone to talk to. And Lefty says “you’re it!”

Maybe I’ll get a few new blog posts written since I can’t really nap (which is what I am wanting to do more than anything). Maybe I’ll just sit here full of rage. What I won’t do is drink myself silly because I can’t afford it! I paid $5.75 for a can of Coors Light. Ri-damn-diculous.

I’m not going to lie. I have mixed emotions about this trip. I don’t feel like I’ve been gone all that long. Just on a really long vacation. It’s actually been less than a month. Since moving into the condo, I have had very little time to do anything with it. Due to the company shutdown, I don’t have to be back in the office until January 2. So I would have plenty of time to do things with the new pad, or explore, or adventure or just rest. However, I couldn’t imagine Christmas without the monkeys. My SIL called this morning and is SUPER excited for me to be home. I think she was a bit upset when I didn’t share her excitement.

A month ago when I planned this trip, I figured I could fill my days with friends and family but it’s the holidays – everyone is with their own families. I do have few gatherings planned that I am really looking forward to.  Again, also love knowing I can hang with the monkeys. I hope my bags make it or I’m going to have several pissed off monkeys wondering why Aunt Pammie didn’t bring them anything from San Francisco. Even more, I’ll have one pissed off momma who wants her salt water taffy.

So here I sit. Writing. Periodically raging. Extremely jealous of those people getting on airplanes.  4.5 hours to go.

Rage – there is the cutest little girl, maybe a year old, who has squeakers in her shoes. Think of the sound of a dog chew toy. When I first say here, she was SO CUTE. I totally wanted those shoes. Now that we’ve all been hanging in the terminal for the last 3 hours, it’s not so cute. I must destroy the squeakers. Not the child – just the squeakers.

And I’m still sitting here.

What shall I do to pass the time when delayed?  What is your travel story?

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This is for Realz Folks!

Greetings from the Indianapolis International Airport. The first stop of my journey today which includes Las Vegas and Oakland.

I should really have some sort of reflective post about Indianapolis and my feelings but all it would be is “I’m really, really, really excited!”. That makes for a pretty boring post.

So we’ll play a fun game of random thoughts that come into my head. Ready? Should be fun.

1. There is a woman, with a baby literally sitting on the bar in Champs at the airport. Totally distracted me. The child was not in a car seat, but sitting on the bar. I would estimate this child to be around 6 months old.

2. As I sat down in Champs, I realized my shirt was backwards. I’m kind of awesome like that.

3. Thursday night I put my PJ pants on inside out and didn’t realize until about 4 a.m. when my bladder woke me up.

4. My mom described herself as a “leaker” this morning. Definition: Someone who cries a little at a time – shed tears, stop, shed tears, stop. Like a leaky faucet. And yes, she did this all morning. And magically the faucet was fixed once we hit the interstate.

5. I might have been a hot mess this morning if not for my 5 hour Beverly Hills 90210 marathon last night. The best of Kelly and Dylan. I was a hot mess at midnight when Andrea said goodbye to the gang for Yale with Jessie and Hannah. Not quite a mess but somewhat messy when Donna and David got married. I followed that up with 13 Going on 30 with Jennifer Garner. I always cry at that movie. So rather than crying at an appropriate time, I got it all out while watching TV into the wee hours of the morning.

6. The song “Home” by Phillip Phillips is my theme song right now.

7. I made sure to brush the cats this morning before I left. That way they hate me and won’t miss me so much! I am the devil. Plus, I won’t miss them knowing the last thing they did was bite and hiss at me. (I’m sure you all totally believe that!)

8. I’m on beer two and have an hour until my flight. Given #5 on this list, I may sleep like a baby!

9. I’m super excited about my new book on my Kindle – Shit Show Part 2.

10. This shirt is getting really uncomfortable. I have a tank top on underneath. Would it be weird to pull my arms through and turn it around? I was hoping I didn’t get an food on it because explaining why I have food stains on my back would be interesting.

11. I really want to turn this blog into a West Coast/Relocation/Midwest Girl Meets West Coast blog. However, there is so much poor pitiful me and I’m so fat and I’m working out/not working out and I’m a runner/not so much a runner that I’m afraid readers will judge me. So basically I’ll just stick with my randomness.

12. I hate ending numbered lists on odd numbers. So you get #12.

Wheels up in 45 minutes! Next post from California!

xoxo