Okay, so I made it to Sedona after traveling through Atlanta, and I am ready for my retreat. I have called in the blues.
I have had quite the experience at the airport. I missed my first flight by ten minutes and immediately was able to get a second one.
Look at God.
Then, when I arrived, I went to the bathroom and left my phone there. Had to figure all that out.
But it was all very easy, actually. Super simple. It took no more than maybe an extra fifteen minutes. I just remained calm and asked for help.
It’s so much easier, and people respond so much better, when you ask in a calm way—especially when it’s sort of a frantic situation.
Another lady walked up all in a hissy, saying all this stuff, freaking out, and they were not nearly as eager to help her.
Gotta go.
