Panic Attack

A panic attack is when the hair salon calls first thing this morning to announce my hairstylist is sick.

It’s the call a girl never wants to receive just before a trip.

A panic like this can cause for millions of things to cross a girl’s mind in a flash.  Amen?

I won’t even go there as I don’t have the time to get into all the things that crossed my mind.  And I’m quite certain you’re not up for the list.

What I did say is that I’m so sorry, I hope she feels better soon.  When they tried to work me in for a later date, I kindly asked if there was anyone in the shop that could take me today.  I did quickly explain that I was going on a trip.

It’s so cool how the girl on the other end of the line completely understood my urgency to get in right away.  And I was accommodated by the manager who saw to it that my hair was all one color again.  Whew, all is right with the world.  I know, this is just small potatoes, but it sure does make me feel a lot better having it done.

I’m thinking…

of several more things to cross off the list before our trip.  I certainly don’t need any more panic attacks.

Tonight, it’s a dinner and shopping date with the hubs.

And tomorrow it’s a day to pack and get ready to fly away from here.

Cheers to everything else falling into place, I hope.

Blessings – Debbie

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