Today was supposed to be a better day than yesterday, but it was not. Well, I didn’t get in a terrible fight with my boyfriend, so I guess it was a little bit better. But I woke up to knocking on my hotel room door at 7:20am, 10 minutes after my report time. For some reason, I forgot to set an alarm on my phone and the ringer on my hotel room phone was turned off. I had five minutes to scramble and get dressed and get on the van. We barely made it to the airport in time to board our plane and leave on time. So, on top of losing my company ID yesterday, I have officially made every stupid mistake you want to make as a flight attendant in less than 24 hours.
I like to believe that God has a sense of humor and likes to teach me lessons on humility whenever they are necessary. Yesterday, I went to work with an ego the size of Texas because I was going to be flying with two girls younger and way junior to me. I have been put in my place. Thankfully, they are nice and think I’m a bit of a hot mess, but we have still had a pretty good time working together.
And tomorrow is another day.
I was just getting ready to go to bed when I realized that I hadn’t written yet today. I’m not sure that this will stick longer than the 30 day stretch, but I do like how good it feels to write, even just a little bit, every day.
Homeward bound in the morning. Hooray for that.