I left Petawawa at noon for a drs appointment in Gatineau, a little town across the river from Ottawa and it took forever to get there- two hours for a normally 1 and 15 min drive. The roads were better than I was expecting until I hit Arnprior where the highway doubles into four lanes and becomes the 417. That piece wasn't plowed so it was heavy going. It was even more troublesome considering I had decided to up my water intake and I needed to un-hydrate. If it wasn't for the fact I was wearing my military uniform, I would have pulled over on to the side road and taken care of business. But decorum won out over the needs of my bladder.
Following the dr's, I ventured to the hotel and parked myself for the evening. Sadly I was so wound up from the week and the drive, I was up every hour or so, checking the clock. I arrived at the airport and that is where the day really got interesting. First, the plane to Toronto was delayed 30 min, then 1 hr 30 min due to the big storm that ripped through the area the day before. We finally got underway and I missed my connector to Calgary by two hours which meant another wait on top of a 3 hr 48 min flight.
Again upon arrival in Calgary I missed by flight to Victoria and had to wait 6 hrs. Now if you know me, you know I hate wasting time. Okay mentally speaking these delays are good ways to learn about patience and I am okay with that, but I like to have something to do while I practice patience. After a while book reading doesn't cut it, and walking 3 km of the airport terminals isn't quite the cardio workout that my body is needing after missing yesterdays pt session. Oh to have a small cutting matt, ruler and fabric! There is a nice piece of floor in front of me where I could set up and cut out the next project, not only using time wisely but getting a bit further ahead.
|Storm is coming|