The Dreaded Tray Table

This past weekend I flew to Houston, Texas to watch my fiance give a presentation at a Toastmasters conference.  I was excited to fly.  I knew that I would not need the seat belt extender because I did not need one back in September.  I was thrilled about that.  I was hoping to reach one more milestone.

Our flight was delayed for a couple hours so we took our time getting to the airport.  We waited for our flight and we learned that it was not going to be very full.  This meant some extra space for us.  I love when there is no one in the middle seat.

Most of my adult life I have had to use someone else's tray table.  The reason was simple.  I was just too fat to put the tray table down.  It would hit my stomach and just be there at an angle.  I would rather have not put it down.  This meant that I would juggle my drink, my book or tablet and then stuff the empty glass in to the seat pocket.  It was always embarrassing.  I hated myself for being so big that I could not use my own tray table.  I would have to ask strangers to let me use the corner of thier tray. 

This time the tray table went down.  Without resting on my stomach.  I turned to my fiance and said "Look, the tray table!"  He looked at me with a strange look on his face.  I gave him that look that we all give to someone who does not know how to read our minds or understand what we are saying.  He smiled at me, "That is super."

I was beaming inside and out.  I was thrilled that the tray table went down.  I cannot wait to be able to cross my legs in an airline seat although at 5' 11" it might be hard to do but I am going to try.

So from now on I may not be willing to put the tray table in the upright position because I am so thrilled I can get it in its down position.