Another Day On Call

That Girl Named Carol
3 min readAug 15, 2022

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Flight Attendant Life

Just sitting at home reading my Mary Kay Andrews book ‘Hello, Summer’ and continuing to decline work.

I have been stressed about hours for weeks. I am stressed about money. I am stressed about my flying schedule and then I turned down 4 pairings because I just didn’t feel like working.

What is wrong with me?

Nothing. Nothing is the answer to that.

Nothing is wrong with me. I am just listening to my body. More times than not I don’t have the option to decline so it was kind of nice to just say no.

I am very much enjoying taking care of things. I am very much enjoying just being home, with my honey, and existing in the same space.

Travel is going to start to get real in the fall. I have a lot of important plans and I need to budget so those things can happen.

That being said — that is later and this is now.

The fridge is stocked, iced coffee is chilling and I am enjoying the cool breeze on my butt while I lay on the bed in the spare room typing this.

Actually Photo of me trying to keep up with the whirl wind that is flight attendant life.

But as it happens (it is now the next day)…

I am now in Winnipeg.

That escalated very quickly but the jist of the situation is I started to let my guard down and I got a little bit cocky and then bam.

I saw a work email flash on my phone and it was a ticket for a same day travel, deadhead to Vancouver. 10 mins later crew scheduling called and assigned me a little 3 day pairing.

A Winnipeg overnight nestled in at the airport hotel and a Halifax overnight in the downtown hotel location. This pairing is more deadheads than flying and lots of down time.

I am pretty okay with it.

I didn’t sleep well last night in Winnipeg. It is one flight to Halifax today, a nice little 3 hours flight, then an overnight in Halifax.

I always had this deep routed impression that if I declined work I would be stuck with a gross paring. Surprisingly this is super chill with a pretty wicked crew. I think it is a win. And, a lesson in being more picky if and when you can.

I was dragging out the hairwashing at home so I needed to do that this morning with the wierd smelling shampoo in the hotel. Hopefully a little bath and body works mist will cover the manly smell that lingers in my hair.

I am in my hotel room, scantily clad, trying to see if I can get an italki instant lesson booking while I work on this post.

(Teaching English is my side hustle that makes me not enough money because I have awful availability because of flying)

I am also trying to brain storm fundraisers for the “build trip” I am doing. Because I need to raise another grand. All in all things are great.

I have decided that I am shifting my mindset. I am thinking positive things. And that is just how it is going to roll out.

Manifesting good stuff happens when you actually believe good things can happen.

Anyway — time has come. Off to the terminal. Time to Work.

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