I got back from a whirlwind overnight trip to Epcot last Friday night. A little less of a drive than last month’s work/road trip to Atlantic City, so I’ll take it! Oddly enough we stayed at Disney’s BoardwalkInn which is themed as 1920s Atlantic City. I stepped out onto the boardwalk, overlooking the sparkling and pristine World Showcase Lagoon with the Eiffel Tower looming in the background and thought, “Hey wasn’t I just here?”
The Museum I work for loaned several objects to Epcot who just opened (yesterday) a new exhibition in their American Adventure featuring tribal history and culture. It’s beyond overdue to include native history, but I guess 36 years later is better than never…
Anyways, I was doing my duties of meeting, greeting, hugging and guiding people to the exhibition area when I realized I had forgotten to put on deodorant. This would have been fine except it was 1 billion degrees outside and not a breeze to be found. I was a sweltering, hot mess. Who forgets to do something you’ve been doing every single day for 25 years? Me. And on the hottest day of the year.
Sometimes I wonder where my brain is but then I think about all the things I have to be responsible for in a single day and the amount of baloney we all have to put up with and I realize I’m doing alright, deodorant or not.