Just like that, we're halfway through March. More importantly, we're halfway through my spring break. Who decided that just one week was enough time to recuperate and reset from the last eight weeks of spring semester hell? Probably the same person who made "minus grades" a thing.
A few weeks back, I mentioned that "flexibility" is my word for 2016. Well, my dedication to the word was certainly put to the test this past Saturday when Ryan & I began our road trip to Jacksonville to visit one of the grad schools I applied to. We woke up a little late (my fault), grabbed some Starbucks, Chick-Fil-A breakfast, and gas before embarking on our 3.5 hour road trip.
A whopping five minutes into the trip, we hit traffic. After wading through said traffic, we hit even more. Suddenly, our ETA jumped an extra 30 minutes, and we were already scheduled to be late. Because I have no "chill," I started crying. It was all my fault, if I'd just gotten us up earlier, if I didn't insist on Starbucks, if we'd just left at 6 a.m. this morning, this wouldn't be happening.
As we continued to sit in traffic, I begrudgingly pulled out my phone to see what part of the tour we would be missing. Financial aid Q&A? A panel of parents? Residential life tour?
...erm, what?
It turns out that the open house my program admissions committee had been pushing wasn't related to their speech-language pathology department at all. It was for the entire school, undergrad and all. Which my mother had actually pointed out the other day when I sent her the schedule, and I told her "no, mom, it's definitely just for my program. Why would they send that to me if it wasn't?"
Because they're life ruiners. They ruin people's lives.
So 45 minutes into our road trip, we opted to turn around. I've never been more thankful for traffic, because I would have never double checked the schedule and realized my mistake. We suddenly had an entire, unplanned Saturday ahead of us and what did we do? We scoured Tampa's new premium outlets, of course. While I felt like a complete idiot, I didn't let it ruin my day. I was flexible about the drastic change in plans, and I even found myself laughing about it just a few minutes later. That's a first for me.
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