Our plane was delayed from Chicago but since I was with F. and didn't have to worry about the possibility of missing connections and being late I didn't worry about it at all. They set us up on a different connecting flight with a several hour layover. We sat and talked with a woman to pass the time. She talked about smoking and wanting to stop so F., with her permission, did a mild hypnotic trance to help her quit. It was kind of fun to watch. Our plane finally left about two hours late. So we ended up not having much of a layover for our connecting flight. Unfortunately we ended up in seats several rows apart. F. just waited til the plane was ready to take off then told the attendant. She found us two seats together. It was fun flying with him.
Once we got into L.A. F. called the limo service again. He had called them once with our change in arrival time but we got in later than that. We waited for nearly half an hour then he called again. It seems that they were having problems and there was no dispatcher. The woman he had talked to was answering the phones but didn't really have a way of sending someone for us so he decided to use a shuttle van service. So we waited at the appropriate place for one of those.
It was a very nice feeling, knowing that he could and would take care of whatever needed taking care of. I didn't have to worry about what to do about the various little setbacks. It isn't that I feel I couldn't do or wouldn't know what to do to take care of myself. If I had been flying alone I would have dealt with it but I didn't have to because I could rely on him to handle it. It may not be a very PC attitude but I like being taken care of.
Eventually we did get a ride and ended up having a lovely discussion about health matters with one of the other riders. I was relieved to finally get to his house though. Well at least until I saw the pile of stuff on his bed. Then I was somewhat dismayed. It seems that many of the things that were in the room being remodeled were now piled high on his bed. But we worked at it and soon cleared off the bed.
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