A scare, a trip and an opportunity

First for the scare...

Last week I decided to go to the house to paint the living room. I had many things to do and didn't get on the road until about 6pm. I had been looking forward to stopping in the canyon to run before arriving at the house.
It's amazing how fast it gets dark as soon as the sun sets. The run was going great the first 2 miles in and I was enjoying it so much that I accidently continued on to the 3.5 mile mark. At that time I realized that I wouldn't be back before dark and I became concerned about wild animals. Well, not to long after that I heard something that sounded big and not like a deer. I know what deer sound like and that wasn't it. Seriously- it freaked me out! I stoped for a moment and then decided to run like hell! I made good time; finishing the second 3.5 miles in only 25 minutes. I was very happy to finally see headlights about a half mile to the end. By that time I couldn't see where I was stepping. I spent the entire next day painting the living room and hallway. We are currently under market value. We have been on the market for about 7 months now. We have dropped our asking price by $104,000. dollars. Yep- we started out at 429k and now down to 325k Ouch. Now that's scary.

Now for the trip...

Yesterday I finished a 4 day trip. I hadn't worked the jet in 2 months! Now I'm tired. The jet is so much more work than the brasilia. 50 people, 4 times a day, early shows....but fear not! I have a funny story...

During the boarding process, bound for Boise, Idaho, I had an Asian lady in her mid 50's I'd say, who had a rather large carry on bag that she insisted would fit. She was seated at the bulkhead 1C, which meant she HAD to put it in the overhead bin because she has no seat in front of her. I usually stop the boarding traffic for these such individuals so that they don't have to swim upstream to find there way back to their seat.
So me and this older gentlemen waited while the lady fought with her bag. Then I noticed it. I hoped she would figure it out soon and correct the problem, but it just kept getting worse. Finally the gentlemen leaned over and said to me, "maybe you ought to go help her out."
A little startled, I pulled myself out of the trance I seemed to be locked into and replied, "oh yeah, your right- I should."
I walked down to row 3 and began trying to help her make the bag fit.
"I can do it! I can do it!" she insisted.
I shifted my head over my right shoulder and whispered softly, "I know you can ma'am, but you need to check your pants."
I would have been much more embarrassed if it were me. She simply said, "Oh my gosh!" then pulled them back up over her butt and fastened the button that had come undone.

An opportunity...

At least 2 SIA representative positions have opened and there will be another election to fill the spots. Should I run again? I have to decide by Oct. 15th. I'm not sure that I want to. I was somewhat relieved when I didn't get it last time. This makes me wonder if it's even right for me. Perhaps I'm just scared that I'll do a bad job? Do I have the extra time to devote to it? What about becoming an instructor? I can't do both. Will this opportunity come around again or will it take a while?
Career decisions are tough!