(“Saddle” = my normal routine.)
Airline travel between Houston and Washington Reagan on a Monday and a Friday meant planes that were booked to capacity. In fact, coming home on Friday the plane was overbooked. Continental was looking for “volunteers” to give up their seats in return for a $200 travel voucher good for one year. I wasn’t interested.
Now, if they’d been offering $200 cash, I might have stepped forward. You know what they say: Money talks.
On Friday morning I had to fight the stop-and-go rush hour traffic to get into Washington to catch my plane home. Then I got to fight the evening rush hour traffic getting out of Houston on the Southwest Freeway. More stop-and-creep.
Today I came back to an office full of things that had been deemed as "able to be put off for a few days." Thus nobody took the time to do them while I was gone. “Oh, John can do that after he gets back; just put it on his desk.”
Of course, this is a three-day week so I’ll still be behind NEXT week, after Thanksgiving.
That’s OK. It’s good to be home again. We’re planning to get outta town over the four-day Thanksgiving weekend, so this will seem like a long vacation interrupted by three days of work in the middle. Not bad.
Thanks to all of you who expressed condolences. Your concern and kindness is/was much appreciated.
My posts may continue to be spotty this holiday week as I’m unsure about internet access where we’re going. I hope all my American friends who read this have a wonderful time feasting and giving thanks for family, friends, and other blessings. For those who don’t celebrate this uniquely American holiday, take a moment to give thanks for the good things in your life too.
It’s a good thing to do!