My wake-up call this morning came at 3:20 AM. It would have been nicer to wake up a bit later, but on days where it’s plausible that you could be trapped at the airport for nine hours, showering is always The Best Decision.
And in keeping with Murphy’s Law, since I had showered, I made it in to good old MSP at 11:00 AM.
A half-day at work would have been plausible if I hadn’t snarfed an anxiety pill for my first flight thanks to a ride on the world’s smallest plane and another round of ridiculous turbulence on my second flight.
I was basically walking sideways in the St. Louis airport, which I think we can all agree was NOT the ideal situation.
I mean, sometimes I debate whether or not a pill is really necessary (FYI: I have flight anxiety).
Today, there was no thinking, only inhaling.
So instead, Marcus brought me home and I proceeded to make the most of my unplanned snow day/second shot at Sunday/first-ever Adult Observance of the President’s Day Holiday.
There was running and laundry and lunching and napping.
When I say napping, I mean I tried to be one of THOSE people who can power nap for 20-40 minutes and call it good. But when I heard the garage door opening, I realized that my
original plans alarm had been foiled by a good hour and a half.
Consider it intuitive sleeping.
Or something like that.
And most importantly, in the middle of all this, there was the glorious discovery that Marcus CAN survive for a weekend on his own.
You see, since I wasn’t home yesterday for our regular grocery store-jaunt, I just told Marcus to go. On his own. Which had at last count, had happened never.
When I got the chance to examine the kitchen, I was 11/10 excited to see that he had managed to find every grocery that was on The List.
To his credit, nothing says I Love You quite like sourcing a can of Chipotle Peppers in Adobo. Fact.
Are you a nervous flyer?
Seriously, if flying makes you anxious, it’s time for pills kittens. It turns the terrifying into the tolerable. Consider that your PSA of the day.
Readers with significant others: Would you/do you trust them to navigate the grocery store on their own?