Well, I've survived the travel home, even with the extra layover time due to a delay in San Francisco. The situation wasn't ideal and I had to run to make my connection, which five others and I missed thanks to the messed up departure situation out of SFO.
Actually, the whole trip was a practice of listening to my body and taking care of some things before they become a problem. With the delayed departure and botched connection, I had another chance to work on maintaining calm and patience. I feel really good about how I handled the whole deal, even with a vocal and disgruntled woman trying to get everyone riled up and mix it up and squeeze what she could from the airline. She seemed pretty unsuccessful at getting everyone worked up.
I was the first of the group through the line to get rebooked and two of the others (including crabby woman) made it through before my stuff was sorted out. When it was all said and done, the clerk thanked me for my patience and understanding. It seemed a little more than just the standard customer service line. Once I got on the plane, I was seated in economy plus right by the bulkhead, on an uncrowded plane, being the only one in my row. I don't think the others were seated in economy plus.
At the end of it all, the effort was rich in rewards, the most important one being the way I was able to act during that whole situation. That pleased me.
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