Let’s wrap this Baltimore thing up. For those of you just tuning it, last Sunday, I was agonizing over whether to trek out to Baltimore to meet with some folks that invited me out.
Well, I went.
It was a huge pain to get there. I had just landed in CT at 1:30 in the morning the day before. I had to leave my kids with family for the whole day. I had to pack for a weekend at camp for the three of us before I left. I had to get a ride to and from the airport.
The day was like this:
4:30 a.m. wake up
5:30 a.m. leave for airport
7:30 a.m. flight
10:00 a.m. day begins on site with a 3 hour assignment
1:00 p.m. lunch while working
1:30 p.m. start meeting with a series of people
3:30 p.m. give presentation
4:00 p.m. taxi back to airport
6:10 p.m. return flight
7:20 p.m. landed
8:30 p.m. treated my ride to the best restaurant in the world as a thanks. If you are ever in CT, you must visit Chowder Pot and get the Lazy Man Lobster.
10:00 p.m. Arrive at campground, with the hopes that someone brought my stuff from the house, or I am sleeping in my suit.
12:30 a.m. the air mattress that they put me on deflated and I had to do some couch surfing until I found enough space to get some sleep.
OK, so I have belabored my point that it was a pain of a day to go to Baltimore. But I did it. And I think I did a great job while I was there.
Well, it didn’t work out . They chose to go with someone else for what they needed.
So, what the hell was the point? Waste of time?
I don’t think so. I know that everything happens for a reason, and it is all unfolding exactly the way it should. I’m not supposed to be in Baltimore doing that work.
I am also a firm believer that the Universe likes it when you take action. It gives it something to react to. The bigger your action, the bigger the reaction.
In my book, when a flight is involved, that constitutes big action.
Let’s watch out for the re-big-action…