I packed all last night… everything was going so smoothly. I was so proud of myself for packing so well! i packed as light as I could so I could make room for the items I was taking to missionaries I’ll see in few days. Wednesday morning came… everything was still smooth. I set my alarm for 7:30 am, but I woke up at 6:30 automatically. I had time to make my first green juice of the year, clean up a little, and even text “Happy New Year” to few friends! Everything was going so smoothly… that should have been my first cue!
45 Minutes before I was suppose to be picked up, I weighed my bag on my bathroom scale. It read 52.7 lbs! Oh no… how did I go over? I was in the 40s all last night. I couldn’t get the bag off the scale–so I dragged it to the living room… I turned around to turn off the lights, and I had left a HUGE BLACK SCOFF MARK all over the bathroom floor! What in the world… I started scrubbing… nothing worked… I got out EVERY CLEANER in the cupboard, still nothing… 10 minutes passed… in frantic hurry, I literally used my fingernails to get every little black mark off the bathroom floor… and I mean it was the whole length of my bathroom… Then I remembered that I had heated up soup so I could eat right before going to the airport. I went to the kitchen, and I don’t know what happened. But as soon as I picked up the bowl of soup, the whole thing slipped out of my hand and SPLAT… went all across the kitchen floor and even onto the carpet!!! OH NO!!! I can’t leave lobster bisque all over the carpet–so I’m frantically pulling out all cleaning supplies and cleaning like a mad woman! I’m sweating at this point! Then my phone rings, and my dad says “I’m leaving right now. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.” NO!!!! I still have to repack… I have never moved so fast in my life… I’m cleaning the carpet, doing the dishes, re-organizing my luggage so it falls under 50 lbs… and I’m SWEATING! The last thing I want to hear is how I didn’t plan well from my dad because he’s always early, and he thinks I’m always late (which is NOT true!) At this point, I just burst out in laughter because this is just so my life!!! God forbid anything really go that smoothly…
Somehow, I finished cleaning and repacking just in the nick of time! I make it to the airport! And ladies and gentlemen, my bag weighed 22.98 kg and the allotted weight is 23 kg! In fact, the agent looked at me and said “wow, that’s cutting it close… you’ll have to be careful on your way back!” I just have to laugh because otherwise, I’ll just cry in defeat! So that’s the start of 2014… just in Gloria fashion!
My life is always this crazy… Never a dull moment! My dad and few other friends always look at me and shake their heads in disbelief because if something can go wrong, it always goes wrong or because I’m so accident-prone. But in the words of my friend Lisa, “crazy is NOT boring! I hate boredom!” A great attitude to have when your life is fashioned after Murphy’s Law!!! So once again, I’m reminded to laugh and smile my way through the new year no matter what comes my way! 🙂 Okay, gotta go run to catch my flight!