Now you see it. Now you don’t.

Anyone who knows me, even a little, probably knows I don’t like getting up early in the morning.  I know I’m missing all sorts of treasures, but, my internal clock won’t budge.  I’ve battled this my entire life.  I wonder how all of the early birds would react if they were told they had to stay up until 2 a.m. every night?  Or, is that every day?

Well, I had to be at the Fort Collins/Loveland Airport for a 6:25 a.m. GreenRide Shuttle departure to DIA ($29 each way with free parking at the airport).  (And, how long ago did the airport move from north of Fort Collins?!)  I figured I’d leave the house at 6 a.m. since my house is only 15 minutes away.  I didn’t sleep all night – afraid I would sleep through the alarm.

It was 5:55 a.m.  I just had to slip on my dress.  Just ‘to make sure’, I checked my backpack for the umpteenth time for my passport.  It wasn’t where I left it.  Talk about an adrenaline surge.   I felt panic bubbling up.  Where is it?  Where Is It?  WHERE IS IT?  I tore my carefully packed day pack apart.  Where the fuck is it?  Where The Fuck Is It?  WHERE THE FUCK IS IT?  Tears were welling up in my eyes.  It’s one thing to miss a shuttle.  It’s another to lose your passport.  No passport.  No trip.  Hot tears started to roll down my cheek.  Then, I, found it.  It was on the couch – blending in with the cushion.  I was shaken.  How did it get there?  I had put it in a small purse inside my pack!  I stuffed everything back into my pack, threw on my dress and ran out the door.  Had I not checked, I would have been having this crisis at the airport!

Can’t they make these neon green or something?  I would even accept a chip implanted into my forehead as an alternative!


the chameleon culprit

I did see the sunrise up over the plains.  But, honestly?  I prefer sunsets over our Rockies.

1 thought on “Now you see it. Now you don’t.

  1. Miyagi: Wax on, right hand. Wax off, left hand. Wax on, wax off. Breathe in through nose, out the mouth. Wax on, wax off. Don’t forget to breathe, very important.


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