Happy Birthday, Dad! I love you and am so grateful you are my dad—my biggest support and most understanding personal psychotherapist, my yard help and dog-watcher, my football- and car(truck)-loving comrade. Let’s go fishin’!
I was meant to be in NYC for most of this week, but an 8.5 hour delayed flight changed those plans, making my trip a very quick, very work-heavy one. In the airport, my coworker who was getting on his, separate, flight said “You’re so laid back about this. I want some of that.” I just kinda shrugged. Here’s the secret, though: it’s about tradeoffs. I had already checked out all the permutations and logistics—what other airlines could I take to get there when—and picked the solution that captured the two most important of my goals: getting to New York on a nonstop flight, and not flying early the next morning. In this case, it meant staying on my same, delayed, flight, rather than risking a layover to gain an earlier arrival of only an hour or two. I’m in my home city, so don’t have to spend the day in the airport, and I’m a night owl so would be up late anyway. It’s not so much that I’m laid-back, but that I immediately identified my larger goals out of the challenge, and sacrificed the smaller ones. <— a lesson I sure could use some help remembering when facing other, and sometimes larger, challenges.
I have more to say, but I wrote it on a plane after a train and I went straight to event and … until next time. Grateful for this busy crazy happy life!