Time does not embrace me.

For as long as I can remember I have never really embraced the concept of time management. My mom was not the mostly timely person and I am not sure where that came from because my grandparents were notoriously on time if not early. It just seems to not matter to me its that I am trying to be rude or make others run late but I guess I just don't operate like that.


I have never been a morning person and have mostly always been an insomniac. I have a hard time falling asleep at the normal hours that others do and that means that I can never get up on time. It actually is something that really irritates me. The fact that I cannot conform like anyone else so in a way I just gave up trying. My mom will say it is because of my tv addiction, which I can sort of concur with but the rest just seems like I have so much to do and not enough daylight to get it all done in.

It would be a miracle if I ever got anywhere I was supposed to be at the time I was supposed to. I have read up on all kinds of different sleep tactics. Keeping the blinds open so that light shines in the room to wake you up, not drinking or eating caffeine and I gave up smoking months ago. I don't work out close to bedtime and try to read a little to make me tired. If someone were to be a fly on the wall during my bedtime rituals they would probably just shake their head. I require two alarms clocks with two alarms a piece on each clock. Plus my husband has one with two alarms on his side of the bed. Even if I get around 7 hours of sleep a night I still do not hear them. I even came to the conclusion well I must be one of those people that just needs 8 or more hours of sleep, which I probably do but the whole having to go to bed early thing just never happens.


My mom would tell me that when I was little that I used to lie there with a pillow in front of the tv and would badly want to fall asleep but was soooo afraid to miss something would practically have one eye shut and the other drooping until she couldn't stand it any longer and would make me go to bed.

Will I ever get past this who knows, it seems to be getting worse. I wish I knew what would help it. Right now I guess I am content to constantly run late.....

I need a vacation from my vacation.

I was on vacation this last week to lovely Cedar Rapids Iowa, yep Iowa folks.....I did have a reason to go there it was not just a spur of the moment, jesus, I need to go to Iowa decision. Despite "my" being born and raised in Wisconsin my mom and grandparents were not. After I moved away they went their respective directions. My mom to Phoenix Arizona(bless her heart) and my grandparents back to Iowa. Long story short, I was there to visit with my mom who flew in and my grandma. Had a wonderful time although the flights in and out sucked ass.........


Since I live the armpit of the Ohio river and there is a certain airline that shall remain nameless that has monopolized almost 90% of the airline travel business through this area and made it next to impossible for a mere mortal to afford to fly out of here, I have to drive two hours out of the way to surrounding airports to get way cheaper flights. While this is not so bad I get tired of doing it. Anyway this time around I flew out of Indy, which is actually a really great airport, easy to find, inexpensive parking, etc.....but it is still two hours away. The last time I flew out Indianapolis was in central time. So I based my trip times by that. This next thing that happens I sort of 1/4 blame on my mother and her incesant worrying. She has always worried about not waking up on time or not hearing her alarms on days she has to fly. So because of her, I overslept ;( Somehow I set the time on my cell alarm but did not enable it. So then flying out of the house and somehow not forgeting anything and not having enough coffee in me I am off down the road to Indy. I am thinking I can still make it barely, it will be a miracle if I do.


I pull into the parking lot and catch a shuttle to the airport, mind you I did 85 the whole time to Indy. I had 15 minutes to spare, thats to get through the ticket counter, security and down through the gate. My flight was to leave at 9:18am, I was on the shuttle at 8:55am.....or so I thought. Funny thing folks, Indiana has fought being part of day light savings for at least 30 years and this last DLS they decided to oh jump head and join the rest of us in the eastern time zone so needless to say. I had definetly missed my flight.

At the time I thought it was funny until I realized that trying to fly standby on a Saturday afternoon to Chicago O'Hare is not really a great option. I made it to Cedar Rapids around 6:30pm or so and not without a scene and minor meltdown in the Indianapolis airport. That was the first time I have ever missed a flight it probably won't be the last but good lord that was trying. Patience is not one of my better virtues.

So the trip itself went fine and without much incident. Three "Iverson" women together can be a little overwhelming but it went good none the less. On the way back, got to the airport in plenty of time, got lunch, a farking cesaer salad cost $8.35 that was just a damn salad. Man that was outrageous pricing for the The Eastern Iowa airport. Next got on the plane and got to O'Hare without any problems even boarded with no issue. We got out to the runway and were number 3 to take off when some sort of weight sensor was discovered to be malfunctioning and we had to turn around and taxi back. Ok fine, I was ok with this. Real problem was a fire sensor of some sort went off and was malfunctioning in one of the luggage compartment things and they did not load 60 bags onto the plane, but they were going to fix it and load the bags. Funny thing is it did not even occur to me that "my" bag could have been one of the 60 that were not loaded on. Then they found the parts and were going to actually "fix" it instead of by passing the alarm. I thought thats what they were doing in the first place. Meanwhile two hours has gone by and we have all been stuck on this plane without much air conditioning. Flight was to leave at 3:15pm and get into Indy at 5:47pm, a 33 minute flight literally. Come to find out the "problem" cannot be fixed and we were going to be herded onto another plane that had just come in.

We all get on the other plane and all goes well so far. Then it turns out that after sitting on this plane for about an hour that they have a discovered a minor fuel leak and it is possible that they cannot fix it and that they were hoping it was not really a fuel leak. Which it does turn out to be and is fixable by using a rubber gasket. Meanwhile after really taking off thoughts of La Bamba are going through my head and we are all slap happy. It was after 9pm when we finally took off and I still had two hours to drive home from Indy.

Eventually we all made it and I was able to get my bag, I thank nature for pouring down rain the entire time I had to drive home on sleep deprivation. I am not really a bad traveler but that really sucked.

Next on the list, in two weeks or so, gearing up to drive 8 hours to Milwaukee, WI for SummerFest and friends. Can't wait but I hate driving.......... :(