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My Life Thus Far
2015-04-17 09:05:40 (UTC)

Chronicles the Debacle

*This entry is two-fold. The first part I wrote on the plane ride here. The second part chronicles the debacle the rest of my day has been. I'm thankful to say, the day is ending on a high note. Not what I was expecting, but a happy outcome nonetheless...

I'm a little over half way through my flight, and all I can think about is how much I want to get up and move around. Which, is funny because normally I'd be perfectly content just sitting around doing nothing. I suppose it might have something to do with the fact that I need to disturb the stranger sitting next to me if I want to get out of my seat. Quite frankly, I'm impressed that she hasn't had to get up yet. I needed to go to the bathroom an hour into the flight, and now with about 3 hours to go, I need to go again. Age and having babies, I assume.

I did manage to get some sleep last night. Probably about 4 hours. Snookums did a great job trying to calm me down. I didn't sleep well the night before, so that helped. I was up and out of bed as soon as my alarm went off. Even though I'm still not entirely thrilled about taking this trip, I didn't want to miss my flight, either. Better to go and get something out of it, than to miss my flight and lose hundreds of dollars in the process.

There was more traffic than I'd anticipated. I don't know why I expected there not to be. A weekday in the greater Tacoma/Seattle area means traffic. We made it to the airport with 5 minutes left to check-in (even though my flight didn't leave until 8:50am, they stop check-in 45 minutes before boarding starts, which was at 8:20am, or something like that). I didn't know this. Something to file away for the next time I fly (which hopefully won't be in another 11 years). I made it through check-in, security, and took a train to my gate all in 17 minutes. I was impressed. I had plenty of time, but I still was worried about missing my flight.

I brought 4 books with me (one of them being The Book of Awakening, but it kind of doesn't count). I started one of them last night, and finished it a few minutes ago. The Colour of Milk. I didn't know when I picked it out (I liked the cover), but it was about a young farm girl who was sent to care for the wife of the local pastor. The pastor's wife ended up dying, leaving the girl alone with the pastor. Of course he raped her nightly for months until the girl finally killed him. She was sent to her death pregnant with his child... maybe not the best book for me today. I just started Their Eyes Were Watching God. I hope this one is a little less traumatic for me. But at the moment I'm not feeling much like reading. Really, I just can't stop thinking about how much I have to pee.

So far, the flight has been pretty uneventful. They served a light breakfast, tea, beverages, water. The usual. I ate some fruit, drank some tea. Gave my cheese and crackers to the girl next to me. She seemed to enjoy them, and I am sticking to my gluten free vegan guns. Honestly, I haven't felt this good physically in quite some time. I want to keep this going. Perhaps it has more to do with things other than what I'm eating, but diet plays a huge role.

I'm writing this on Notepad, and plan on transferring it into my-diary later when I have internet connection again. This trip, I plan on writing as much (or as little) as I need to. I'm trusting the process. I want to make the most out of this experience. No matter how resistant I may be!

*PART TWO*

So, the rest of my day... Where do I even begin? After I got off the flight, it quickly devolved. I felt great getting off the plane. I stepped into the terminal (which is outdoors), and was welcomed by a warm breeze. It was sunny and beautiful. Just as I remembered it. I called Snookums to let him know that I'd arrived safely. Then headed to baggage claim and on to retrieve my car. While on the shuttle ride to the car rental place, I quickly realized that driving in Honolulu (Oahu in general), wasn't going to be like driving in Seattle. Not by a long shot. This island is so packed with people and cars, it's ridiculous. If you come to Hawaii, plan on walking, taking shuttles, or The Bus (as they call it). I will never make this mistake again. I drove around Waikiki for almost two hours, trying to get my bearings and it just wasn't happening. Everyone drives so fast, so aggressive, there's no parking, anywhere and just so. many. people. UGH! Finally, I pulled off the highway and some semblance of home: A Costco. So, I walked around Costco until Sam finally got off work and came to get me. Needless to say I spent a little time crying in the parking lot. This didn't go anything like I'd planned. So much for going on an adventure and being on my own. I didn't last two hours! Oh well, more time with Gen. I didn't realize how much I missed her until we saw each other and burst into tears. It was such a long, emotional day for me to begin with, and then to finally see my best friend for the first time in two years, it was all too much.

I spent the evening with Gen at her chorus rehearsal. She's part of a group called the Sweet Adeline's and they sing barbershop quartet type music. It was fun watching, but it definitely made for a very long day. After we got back from that, Gen and Sam took my rental car back (I won't be needing it. I refuse to drive here again). While they did that, I took a hot shower, and spent some time clearing my head. I'm so beyond exhausted. It's not even 11:30 here, but my body thinks it's after 2am. Not to mention I've been up since 5am, and had yet another one of my monster anxiety attacks. I've come to the conclusion that it's OKAY to not be able to do some stuff. Anxiety is a huge obstacle in my life. I need and want to overcome it, but for now I need to be a little more tolerant of my limitations. I won't let them define me, but the reality is they're still there.

I've decided to make the most of my trip, even if it isn't going exactly as planned. I know I keep saying that, but I mean it. Gen and Sam have offered to show me some of the sights I wanted to see, and to drive me anywhere I want to go. I really couldn't ask for better friends. They're great.

Now I must sleep...




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