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Well you should be because I’m here to tell you that it was SO. MUCH. FUN!
I’m not sure what got into me, but I saw a small window of opportunity and jumped at the chance to do Disney MY way for once.
I’m a confident person, I’m OK with going about things alone; however something about traipsing through Disneyland all by my lonesome scared the bejeezus out of me. I’m not sure why, but I think most of all, the thought of having Kiddo finding out that I went without her terrifies me most. I suppose it’s kind of understandable because anyone that knows one understands there is nothing like the wrath of a fiesty tween. Hold me. Plus, if she ever told me she was heading to Paris to shop Avenue des Champs Elysées, I’m not going to lie, I’d be slightly miffed, but I decided to be BOLD. To be brave, and take on the parks as an individual.
I Can Do This
It was a beautiful morning and the sky was bright blue with clouds. The heat broke and there was finally a nip in the air that we have been waiting for. I loaded on the SPF, dropped Kiddo at school way before the first bell even chimed wondering if she was onto me. The best part? She was none the wiser. “Bye mom, I love you!” she waved back through the car window. “Oh, poor Kiddo, ” I mumbled, “She has no clue,” I thought. “Love you, too, Kiddo! See you at pick-up,” I yelled, and like a flash, I hightailed it out-of-there undetected.
As I pulled up to the Disneyland Parks parking garage, I asked myself if I was sure I was ready for this? Totally blow off work by playing hooky at DL? I think I am, but I’ll be honest, I had serious butterflies the size of pterodactyls flip flopping inside my tummy. The “what if’s” tried to sabotage my plans, but I wouldn’t allow it. Then I realized, I was about to spend the entire day at “The Happiest Place on Earth” and I know how much Kiddo loves it. I began to fend off some major mom guilt, but I couldn’t resist the temptation. The sheer thoughts of me not having to share one bite of my cream cheese pretzel shaped like Mickey outside of “It’s A Small World,” or give into just “one tiny sip” of my Dole Whip drink for the next 6 hours made me smile. Wide.
I hopped off the tram ride and was about to go through security on my way to the turnstiles when the women waved me through. Hmmm???? That’s never happened before. Then it dawned on me, “OH! It’s because today I am not a pack mule, I don’t have a backpack the size of a VW bug on my back with everything from jackets and snacks to water and Mickey hats to lug around.” Nope. All I had was my wallet today and my phone. Bold was starting to feel good. Really good.
Two Words: Single Rider
I looked up at the sign and it hit me, I’m at Disneyland alone. As I walk a little further, underneath the Lilly Belle train tracks and beyond the flagpole area, I am actually starting to feel quite bold. I stop dead center of Main Street and look around taking in the chaos as though it was on fast forward. I see all the other families juggling strollers, kids, water bottles and oh, and those things, what are they called again? Oh, yeah! That’s right, they are called Fast Passes, and for me, because I’m all alone, little old sad me GETS TO SKIP LINES ALL DAY because I am officially a part of the coveted “Single Rider” club for the day. I even went on Tower of Terror for the very last time!
Part of me wants to run along the line and give high-fives, but I’m mature and my better self is telling me that would be incredibly crass and downright mean. People today does not stink! I can go on all the rides I WANT. For once I can skip Dumbo and photobomb somebody’s family photo on Splash Mountain, I can then run over to Space Mountain or Indiana Jones or do simply nothing at all. Today is MY bold day.
Suddenly, I can’t even feel a twinge of mom guilt anymore. I’m having the best time I’ve had in a really long time. I feel free, young and alive again, but most of all, happy. I’m relaxed, not stressed about deadlines or carpools, my mind is clear and I feel alive. Before I know it, I look at my watch and realize it’s time to bid the Mouse fare thee well. I don’t want to leave, but I need to make it back before Kiddo even realizes I was gone. It’s OK though because I did what most parents would never even think of doing, I went big and I went bold. Go me!
As I walk through towards the gates, I turn and look behind me at the sign. It couldn’t have been more true. Today was really special. I did Disney MY way and I liked it. I get to my car, and I neatly place my new ears and only souvenir of the day carefully under my seat. I head towards Kiddo’s school and grab a spot in the pick-up lane a few minutes early. “I want to go back. I want to go back.” Being bold feels good and before I know it, I have my phone out and purchase an annual pass.
Gulp…looks like JetSet Mom is going to have a new office 😉
How do you live boldly?
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