Well I thought that was going to be Self-honoring??

This week was great, and I also had a wake up call.  The week was riddled with Self-honoring time, and some were simple, and some were pretty big.  Having friends in town was a total treat, spending time with my wife was terrific too, and restarting my workout regimen felt great!  I also had a truly amazing experience, followed by a stressful experience, and topped off by a wonderful evening, all this last Friday.

By Wednesday of last week, I had learned that my boss wanted me to fly with him down to Portland and back, in the Mooney that he and I are part owners in.  He had his other plane being worked on at PDX, and was planning on bringing it back, and I'd return in the Mooney solo.  He was also wanting me to go golfing in a company golf tournament, which was to last from 1230pm to 630pm, then return to Seattle.  Right off the bat I let him know that I had a prior commitment in Seattle that night at 630pm, where Carolyn and I had scheduled 6 weeks in advance to have long-over-due dinner with friends.  He quickly understood that my commitment was also backed by the fact that my wife was pregnant, and that there was no game playing here.
He did however convince me to play 9 holes and take off, and he would stay for the full 18, then head back to PDX to fly his plane home.

Urban dictionary defines Blivid as: "Ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag."  

Well, most of the day was truly surreal!!  I was the Pilot in Command from Seattle to PDX, where we had some business meetings at the airport, and my boss checked on his plane.  That's where a wrench got thrown into the system, his plane was not going to be ready Friday, or even Saturday - where he was considering spending the night to bring it back.  This now meant, he would be heading back with me early to meet my commitment.

We took off from PDX to Aurora State Airport, where the golf tournament was right next to the airfield.  Most of the organization was attempting to sell business to my boss, so when people found out I had a commitment to leave very early in the tournament, I quickly found out I was not very popular.  On top of that, the tee off did not begin on-time at 1230 as planned, but rather at 120pm.  I had already discussed with my boss that we had to be wheels up by 330 or 4pm at the latest, or I would be late for walking in my door back home by 5pm, to turnaround and leave for dinner. Whew...!

I had him fully enrolled in that by about 345pm, and the other vendors were still wanting him to be introduced to this guy, run over to the 17th hole at a booth to get this favor or that favor, we were both convinced to get 5 minute massages, and a few snacks for the road.  Now don't get me wrong, I have been looking at all of this as a blessing from God that I was invited to this, and was now enjoying all of this, annnnnd, the STRESS was starting to boil up in me.  After all this was said and done, we rushed to the car, threw in the golf clubs, and hustled over to the airstrip.  Piled everything in the plane, didn't even jump out of our golf shoes, and took off by 430pm.  We did have a nice tail wind where the trip only took 50 min to get back, whereas it took us about 75 min of flight time earlier that morning.  But this flight was not as enjoyable.

My boss agreed that he would put the plane in the hangar and get it fueled up, to let me get right on the road heading for home, as he was just as afraid my wife would skin us both alive.  We landed at 520pm, and after taxi and cargo transfer it was 540pm.  I dodged multiple traffic infractions, and made it to home by 550pm, 50min late.  My wife was not happy, but was not angry.  For some damn reason, I was angry!!  Only at myself, but I was spreading it everywhere!  I changed in a jif, and we got on the road, only to check traffic that it was going to take 45min-1 hr to get there.  It took the full hour...  By this time, my wife was definitely mad at me, and I had set us up for a not so happy evening.

We had some clears, and once we arrived at our friends 1/2 hr late, all was well, and we all actually joked about it.  This was a big realization for me however, and I don't believe I would have taken a second look at it, had I not taken on a Self-honoring goal.  This is me.  This is how I have been showing up, and it's not serving me, it's not serving those around me, and it usually just spills from one scenario to the next.

So, I did get some wonderful Self-honoring time that day, and due to some choices, and not putting my foot down (blogging on the word "NO" soon), it cost me a lot.

I am now committing to change this sort of behavior, and by having my commitments be upheld and mean something, I will have less chaos in my life, and that is very Self-honoring to me!

Total time to date: 25.26 hours