Back to the Reality
Thursday, April 16, 2009 at 11:11AM Ahhhh yes I'm back in NY, I landed yesterday around 5:30am and it's that "horrible" feeling of coming back from a nice "vacation." Going to Cali wasn't a vacation when I go during Holy Week, it's time spent with the other BNP people from all over the world and it's definitely a great way to jump start that spiritual part of your life and is always a great experience.
The day started out with us landing in JFK and the rain welcoming us back to NY. One of the worst parts of being at the airport is waiting for checked-in luggage! I don't check luggage in but I had to wait for everyone else that had their bags checked. That's the worst when you're sitting there just waiting for the belt to start spinning ... and it's even worse when your luggage just happens to be one of the last ones to come out of that chute. Here it is about 6am now and the belt starts, people are crowded around it shoulder to shoulder waiting for their bags to come. I find it funny how some people stand about 10 feet away from the belt and hope to snag their bag up when it comes out. There was one guy who had that hope ... as his bag came out of the chute he seems it and instantly bounces up from sitting against the wall. Now his bag is on the belt and as he's slowly walking parallel to it there is a wall of people in his way until he finally finds that small opening, just big enough to get his hand through. It was with his skills that he was able to grab one of the straps on his duffle bag ... but now comes another problem! He has to pull the bag out of that small opening ... while other bags are still coming and about to push his bag further down. Sounds like a video game huh??? Now the success of this plan lies in how heavy his bag is and how strong he is. If he's not that strong and his bag is too heavy for him to pull with three or four fingers on the strap, then he loses. His bag will get swept away with the other bags and he'll have to wait for it to come back around. But fortunately for him the combination of his strength and weight of his bag was perfect and he was able to snag his bag and pull it out of that small opening from the wall of people.
We all know that feeling of taking a "nap" because we're so tired but then when we wake up from that short sleep we feel so much worse! It was about 6:30am when we got home and I changed real fast into house clothes in hopes of getting some sleep in my bed for an hour or two ... but saw what became of my room for the past week. A bad part of "vacationing" for me is that when I leave Shadow (my dog) alone, I think he gets mad at me ... either that or he just has some problems with his butt. He greeted me as happily as he could when I came in the door, but when I looked into my room, I saw what he had been doing for the past week. He was virtually alone except when my brother was there feeding him, so there was no one to take him out to do his business when nature called. I won't go into detail but if you want to know what it was like, it's similar to the movie Dumb and Dumberer. That scene when younger Lloyd was in the bathroom with a Hersey bar in his back pocket and it melted on the radiator. The chocolate went everywhere and when the father (Bob Sagat) later went into the bathroom he saw the chocolate everywhere but thought it was something else and all you could hear him yelling was that "he sh*t everywhere! ... Look what he did he sh*t all over the wall!"
I ended up sleeping on the rug in the living room and couldn't fall asleep for a while, I wish I just got up and started cleaning up instead of trying to knock out. But I did end up falling asleep and woke up around 10am and had to be at work by 9:30am. Woke up with that feeling of "damn I wish I didn't sleep" but somehow made my way to work. I don't even remember what happened at work ... the day went by and I had volleyball that night but wasn't sure if I was going to make it.
Going home on the train, you know you're tired when you knock out immediately after sitting down. Also, when you wake up because your face is cold from the drool dripping down your chin and down your neck. Yes I was drooling ... again. Ended up missing my stop and the only reason I woke up was because I had one big snore and it made me jump to see that I passed my stop.
At home I cleaned up the mess in my room and ended up weighing myself ... it wasn't surprising to see the results. I knew that I had gained some weight during the trip and it was about eight or nine pounds, you'll find out why later with all the food that we ate while there. So I had to go to volleyball to try and work some of this new poundage off!
Back to the daily grind ... wishing I was in Cali or going back soon. Now I have more time to blog, blogon!
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