As Times Go By

Here I am.   I was over there, but now I'm over here. Crazy how that happens.  Plans change.  Surprisingly enough I'm completely okay with these change of plans. I've been back in good ol' YoCo for exactly two weeks now. I've been greeted well by friends, family, ex-customers, the flu and strep throat. I think I've been coherent for four days - putting actual words into sentence form that have valid reasoning behind what my life is at this moment. If we've chatted and it's been nonsensical, I apologize. Try me again. I prepared myself to come back to York; to answer all the questions; to tell stories and explain myself. In my thought process flying over one of those big oceans, I remembered, I don't need to explain myself.  That's something I've always struggled with.  Explaining myself.  Defending myself.  I come from a family of opinions.  Hold your own. Speak up or get spoken over.  Not in a mean way, we're all just really pass

About a week ago  Sunday I was in Philadelphia having a last night of fun, food and loads of laughs with some of my siblings before I left three days later for who knows how long. As I was sitting at the counter my phone kept going off one after another from people who graciously care about my flights possible inability to take off due to the impending snow storm that was about to his the east coast. Storm Juno. I immediately got on the phone and called the airport and got a hold of my airline asking them about cancellations and possibly rescheduling my flight. She asked for my information to which I gave it to her and waited. I heard this sort of annoying huff in the phone as she told me that they are only worried about those flying out that day or the next. I will be fine. Don't worry. Bye. Basically, thanks for wasting my time and being paranoid about a flight that isn't going to happen for three more days and will not be affected by what's happening now. Do you kno