Sometimes it’s the littlest things that bring you the biggest rewards and sense of achievement.
Today I am flying to Brisbane, Australia, to see one of my dearest friends. We are celebrating turning 40!
My first flight takes me from New Plymouth (my home town) to Auckland. The planes are small (ish) and the seats aren’t very forgiving.
Usually my seat belt will barely close. I get offended and ashamed thinking about it – surely I am not the largest person that travels?! It is awful to ask for an extender, it really is. It’s not a nice position to be in.
This morning I put on my outfit for the day – which included a pair of black jeans that have not fit me for over a year (at least!) and a new top. I’ve got swag today, let me tell you.
At the Air NZ lounge I ignored all those tinny tiny delicious slices they have on offer. Not today in my skinny jeans thanks.
I boarded my flight and for the first time in a long time, there it was. Slack. A good 4 inches of slack my friends, I even got to pull the excess through to tighten. What a feeling!
I said to myself, you’re doing something right girl and off I flew.