I Had a Full-Blown Pity Party
Posted on March 18th, 2010 by Cynthia D'Amour
This morning I pulled out for a big road trip.
- Four cities in ten days.
- Temperatures ranging from 20s to 80s.
- Determined to only use a rollerboard suitcase.
I packed with a vengeance.
- Layers abounded.
- Mid-week wash planned.
- And my quart bag loaded to the gills with liquids.
James dropped me at the airport.
- I approached security.
- And panic hit.
- No bag of liquids.
How could that happen?
- I was totally sick.
- No time for James go home and get it.
- What a loser.
This was a nightmare come true!
- I whined going through security.
- By the time I hit my gate the pity party was in full force.
- Tears threatened.
I was missing so much!
- My makeup, hair stuff, face stuff and more.
- Why did this happen to me?
- How could I go on stage without my stuff?
I called James.
- He shocked me by taking my crisis in stride.
- “Now you’ve got something to do this afternoon!”
- “It’s an excuse to shop more.”
He was right.
- I totally overreacted to my situation.
- I even had a car today - unusual for me on the road.
- Life was still good.
Thanks to James my day transformed in the instant from pity party extraordinaire to a place of peace.
Makes me think of chapter leaders…who do you call when you need a reality check?
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