Homer dog woke me up just after 6 am and wanted to go out. My first reaction was; ‘It’s too early, noooooooooooo!’. That was quickly pushed aside by a; ‘let’s check where wifeys flight is at’. I let Homer out and sat down to find out.
I searched the flight and was shocked to see it hadn’t taken off. What was supposed to be a one hour flight was saying it would land in 2 1/2 hours…. except it hadn’t taken off. I was so confused. I checked the time in Atlanta to see if she’d be making her next flight, NOPE! UGH. It wasn’t long after when she messaged saying not to worry but there were plane troubles with the first plane and she wouldn’t be leaving the US today.
UGH, double UGH, triple UGH. Then a big handful of colourful words, I won’t repeat here, fell from my mouth as tears poured from my eyes like I was cartoon character.
The reality is, it won’t be that much longer and she will be here but it felt like a devastating blow delivered by the universe directly into my motivational centre.
It’s 8.30 am now and my rational brain is trying to kick into gear and guide me through my normal day, like nothing has gone wrong. My irrational brain wants to get drunk (at 8.30 am) and belt out some sort of emotional tune until she lands. I don’t feel like doing the day. I’ll let you know how that turns out……
…..almost rational brain won. I picked up my pencil and decided to work on today’s Doodlewash – August 2109 prompts; 7. Sign + 22. Trains. I took inspiration from ‘The Blue Train‘. I found this drawing super hard, even while doing the first rough sketch yesterday. It made it harder as I tried to do it through blurry eyes. I did it though. I’m proud that I picked the right path for my day.
I’m sure it was just a build up of emotions that had gathered in my head for a grand old headache-down, so I wandered off to bed. I’m not sure I even slept or if I had long bursts of keeping my eyes shut. Either way, it happened for hours.
I got out of bed again late afternoon and figured I should probably do some of my morning things. I did French practice. I got to 200 xp points rather quickly and didn’t have as much trouble remembering the words. I think I’m cheating and just assuming I should be using ‘Ils’ and ‘Elles’, over really understanding a sentence. I’m taking a win wherever I can find one today.
Then I busted out my workout in about 22 minutes, finishing up just after hubby got home. I’m calling that a day. Three more days til wifey gets home now, the countdown continues.
I hope your day has been problem free, creative and filled with many glorious smiles.