I feel ya, mr. penguin
I can’t believe graduation time has come and gone again because it certainly doesn’t feel like four months have passed since the last one. Time. Needs. To. Slow. Down. All week, I couldn’t help but think about the hot mess I was during August graduation.
You see, graduation is our offices busiest time and August graduation took place while Cory was in Africa. On one hand, it was nice to have something to keep my mind busy but on the other hand I slept a total of like 12 hours the two weeks he was gone and by Friday I was a zombie. On top of being exhausted, I was a nervous wreck. I felt like his trip was a series of events that caused me to wince or hold my breath and his journey home was the worst of them. Their original flight plan was from Rwanda to Nairobi, Kenya to Switzerland and Switzerland back to the states. The morning of graduation, Cory and his team were scheduled to start their journey home except they were unaware that the airport in Nairobi had stopped all international flights due to a huge fire. Four hours before their flight yours truly broke the news to Cory over a 3:00am phone call so they were scrambling trying to figure out how to get from Rwanda to Switzerland. They could catch a flight to Switzerland in Tanzania but had to take a chartered flight from Nairobi to Tanzania. Their flight from Tanzania had been delayed but none of them knew it and their flight number {or so they thought} was boarding before they even made it through security. Five Americans sprinting through a Tanzanian airport, where no one speaks English, Cory’s lugging his guitar and he got pulled aside at every check point in the airport. I wish I had a video of this.
Like I said, hot. mess.
I had to sit at graduation, feeling like I was going to puke, checking my phone every five seconds, praying I would have a text message telling me they’d made their flight. When you’re ready to see your husband, even the thought of his flights being delayed felt like the end of the world. I’m pretty sure I even started crying at one point. All of it was just too much to handle with the amount of sleep I’d had since he left.
This time around it was much easier to function and focus since my husband wasn’t half way around the world and I’ve slept more than 12 hours the past couple weeks. But even so, it’s still been a rough week with a couple of late nights and a ridiculous amount of phone calls.
Why yes, Mr. giant penguin in my yard, I feel ya. I’m so over graduation. Thank goodness, we’re done with it until May!