It’s my birthday week, and you’re getting the gifts with an extra blog post this week and next. Usually in Dallas, this is the week we finally lose the burn-your-face-off heat and get comfortable Fall weather. Not so this year … We got full blown Winter today, and I’m thinking about my end-of-Summer trip to the beach.
I hate flying! Anytime someone straps me to a chair and tells me not to move for hours … It’s just cruel and unusual punishment, in my opinion. I probably wouldn’t mind flying if I could do it in a private jet, but I haven’t gotten to experience that yet to know for sure.
So, I only fly when it’s very important to me or absolutely necessary — if I can get there by car or train, those are my first choices. This Summer, I celebrated it’s ending by visiting my best friend who lives at the beach in Los Angeles … Meaning I had only enough time to fly.
I’m not going to lie … I was very anxious about making this trip. I really wanted to see my best friend and go to the beach. When I was growing up, I always wished I were Gidget or Didi or some other Hollywood character who spent every day at the beach. However, I was having physical signs of anxiety two days before the trip.
It’s hard for me to read signs unless I’m close to them because of my vision, and traveling alone in an airport always seems to require that. People tend to get annoyed with me when I’m just doing the best I can.
This was the first time I had been inside an airport in more than five years when I flew from Dallas to Houston and back in the same day for business. It never fails that I always get pulled out for special security checks. On this beach trip, I was wearing a dress. So, I opted for the naked picture booth instead of the pat down, but they pulled me aside anyway to pat me down.
It was worth the trouble because I was seated on the plane in between two cute guys, both vying for my attention during the flight.
I spent a day alone at the beach which was so relaxing and rejuvenating for me — the sound of the waves and the seagulls along with the laughter of the children playing near me was just what I needed psychologically … I needed that weekend with my best friend too!
Unfortunately I tried to be Gidget and fit an entire Summer of beach-going into one day and came home looking like burnt Malibu Barbie!
So, while the trip may not have been perfect, it gave me exactly what I needed. I want to encourage you to not allow negative moments to stop you from taking care of yourself and doing positive things for yourself.
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