I ran down the middle of Terminal B, two bags and a car seat in my arms, huffing and puffing.

Kaden was running behind me, he thought it was hilarious that we were running through the airport.

Our first flight was delayed, and by the time it landed in Atlanta we had about 15 minutes to get across Atlanta’s airport before our next flight took off.

I showed up at the gate, covered in sweat, but I still saw the plane at the gate.

Relieved, I thought we had made it.

“Doors are closed sir, it’s too late.”

After throwing a mild (massive) fit at the agent for not allowing us on the plane even though it was right there, we finally settled on the first flight out in the morning.

That meant Kaden and I would be spending the day and night at the airport hotel.

If you missed it on my personal social media accounts, this past weekend I took my son Kaden (three years old) down to the Smoky Mountains to help me set up a rental property we just bought there.

He had a blast, but it was a nonstop 48 hours of work for me.

After getting past the frustration of missing the plane and coming to grips that we were going to have to spend a night in the Atlanta Marriott, my attitude stared to shift.

How cool would it be to have a day with Kaden, just hanging out in the hotel?

A day to decompress before heading back home.

We went swimming in the pool, watched Netflix in bed, and had dinner at the restaurant.

It was a ton of quality time with nothing else to do but hang out with each other.

Kaden will tell you his favorite part was riding the elevators and the magic of how the door opened with a card.

Overall, it was an extension of quality time with my son after a great weekend with him.

The lesson?

When things don’t go as planned, maybe that’s okay.

Pause, process, make a plan B, and know that it could be even better than Plan A.

1% Better.

Dedicated To Your Success,

Doug Spurling