Could Have Used Those Ruby Slippers

I am home.

Thank God.

Don’t get me wrong, it was a good trip, and I was MORE than glad to get away from the snow they received here in Calgary.  But the days were long.  On my trip to Montreal I went to six places; the track at Mirabel, my hotel, Tim Horton’s, Boston Pizza and East Side Mario’s.  That is it.  If I wasn’t working, I was grabbing a meal and heading back to the hotel.

The airport at Mirabel seems so strange...

Go Kart track at Icar, with the empty Mirabel airport

Most of all, I missed my family.  A lot, more than I thought I would.  I missed running over my day in bed with my husband at the end of the night, and I missed asking my kids about their days.

And then I got sick.  It happens almost every time I fly, I end up with a horrible head cold.  The last day I was there was the worst.  We started work each day at about 6:30 am.  Yesterday was race day and super busy, and ended up working through lunch.  We finished at 6:00 and bolted for the airport, which was 45 minutes away.  Our flight was supposed to leave at 7:50, and we got to the airport at 7:00.  At which point I found out I was on standby.  I could have sat down and cried.  All I wanted was to get home, I was tired, hungry, and sick.  Standby was almost the end of me.   When I got to the gate, I held my breath and asked if there was a seat for me, and there was!  But I had no time to grab a bite to eat and would have to wait until I got home.

But that is when the fanfare played and lights shone down from above on my boarding pass.  Seat 2 C.  First Class.  I got a three course meal and wine.   Clearly I pleased the universe in someway as good karma flowed my way.

But better than first class was falling into my husband’s arms, and saying good night to my sleeping children.

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About mcwhclan

Mom of two, student, wife, daughter... where does one keep all these hats?
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