Standby

Scheduled to leave in a few hours for a national conference and just not ready.

The presentations are done, powerpoints ready, speaking points too, even been packing since Sunday. Nails done, dry cleaning picked up, shoes from the cobbler too: I just don't feel like it, don't want to leave, yet.

So I called the airline and they assured me as long as I made it to the airport within two hours after my flight I could fly standby at no additional cost. To think all these years I thought I was just getting lucky and not being charged for the upgrade. They actually have a policy for people, umm like me. And thankfully four flights after mine.

A great week in the city period. Where else do you have someone knock at your door and remind you the polling place will be closing in an hour? My LA friends sitting in the kitchen were astounded. We continued with our tequila and made our way down the hill to dinner. It is that very special friendship that effortlessly transcends time and place. Sad to leave the city with them still here, promised to get them in touch with some friends that know the ins and outs about town...

Tired in a good way, feeling lazy in a better way, and amazed still by the grace that gets me by.