Yesterday I had to make quick plans to fly to Rock Island, Illinois to be with Pam and her family after the death of her father. One of those things that pushes all normalcy aside. Get on Expedia, find the best flights, buy the tickets - doesn't really matter what the price is.
Then get on email and text and start lining up subs for the yoga classes I'll miss - just trusting that people will be available - and they are.
Up this morning, and there's a text from another teacher asking if I could sub two of her daytime classes today as she wasn't feeling well. Normally, I'd have thought I couldn't do it on such short notice due to work - but this isn't normal. A light snowstorm, and a larger amount of fear about it, was disrupting commuting schedules, so I decided to work from home a couple of hours, then go teach the classes, then go on to work. It was a good decision.
After work - back to the studio to teach two more classes - one a pre-arranged sub - and then my own late class.
Then home to pack, as I'll go to work tomorrow, then walk home, load the car, drive off to teach my Wednesday evening class, then go directly to the airport for the flight to Illinois.
I'm tired, but just taking things as they come.
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