I don’t mind traveling for work, really. It’s kind of a treat to be in a motel room, because you are forced to relax. Somehow this time, even though I was at an actual capital R Resort, for a special conference, I am glad to be home. The luxurious food coming at me almost blew my fuses – I’m too used to my crockpot concoctions. I will admit that the fresh pineapple was pretty fabulous.
It just feels good to be home. My real luxuries are the bath I’m about to take, with a good paperback. Perhaps I’ll have an orange juice and club soda mix.
There were two cars full of people who went to the conference. The car I wasn’t in evidently had a conversation about my Challenge. I don’t think I’ve ever had one of my hobbies interest other people enough to talk about it when I wasn’t around.
I realized I hadn’t brought a razor once we arrived. As I was planning on shorts and a tank top after a winter of growing fur, I was troubled. (My usually well equipped Travel bathroom bag offered me only a spoon. Huh?) One person overheard me mention I was looking for a little store, and she offered me a razor out a three pack she had just bought. She would accept no money. It’s sometimes the small favors we appreciate; I had been thinking I had going to have to pay those high prices for the convenience. I told her I wished her the reward of a good Door Prize, and she did win a good one.
I did get a bill for a deductible on a procedure I had. Medical is going to cause grief again this month.
Good to be Home
May 12th, 2006 at 02:10 am
May 12th, 2006 at 04:14 am 1147407297
Enjoy the warm bath and book, you deserve it!
May 12th, 2006 at 11:43 am 1147434185
I'm going to a conference in August, and I'm both looking forward to it and dreading it. One expense that is not ever covered is boarding my pets. It's expensive, and just knowing they're "jailed" makes enjoying myself a little difficult.
May 13th, 2006 at 03:26 am 1147490795