disappointment

I think of all the emotions, disappointment is one of the worst.  If your parents tell you they're mad at you, you don't feel bad at all because you're probably mad at them, too.  But if they tell you they're disappointed . . . that's the worst.  And that's how I feel about my air travel experiences.  Sad. Crushed. Disappointed.

Because of two canceled flights, I never got to Colorado.  I missed our family Christmas and my cousin's wedding.  The first flight was canceled the day before I left and I was able to stay home and search for a new flight out the next night.  But the second flight was a more painful experience that robbed me of 12 hours of my life, chewed me up, and spit me out on the other side.

Train and shuttle to JFK: 2.5 hours
Waiting in line to check baggage and security: 1 hour
Waiting at gate for delayed plane: 3 hours
Hearing plane was cancelled because they were missing a crew member: 5 seconds
Waiting at JetBlue service desk while on hold with JetBlue on the phone: 1 hour (no open flights this week)
Waiting in line at baggage services for taxi voucher whilst watching for my bag to come down the ramp at baggage claim: 2 hours
Waiting for taxi: 15 minutes
Taxi ride home: 1.5 hours

I admit I was trying to work every angle to my advantage to try and get the airline to take care of me . . . so I thought a little tummy rubbing and exhausted flopping down in a chair behind and employee's desk would help get the message across, but really I'd say this was the first time I felt uncomfortably pregnant.  I'm not huge or anything, but all of the standing around coupled with the fact it was 1:00 in the morning just made me achey.  And cranky.  And in the end the airline only paid half of the taxi home, even though I shared it with another girl from the next town over.  Jokers.  So I got back at 3:15 am and after all that I was so thankful to just be safely home.

It's been a couple days and the wedding is over, my family has dispersed and are all safely home, the morning brunch that I would've had with my friends is passed, and I'm able to be thankful for the time at home I've had this week.  The Christmas tree is outside and I made another pillow case on my NEW sewing machine (so far I'm sticking to what I know!).  I am relaxed and recharged, which doesn't often happen during the holidays.

Also I took this picture:

Seriously, Moose?  You want to sleep with your tongue hanging out like that?