There's no place like home

I spent all week last week in Pennsylvania, training for the new job. I flew home Friday night, then flew back again on Sunday night for a couple more days. I always thought that traveling for business would be glamorous and exciting. It isn't. I wanted my OWN bed. I wanted my OWN kitchen. I wanted to be driving a car I was familiar with. The novelty of staying in a hotel and eating out every meal loses its novelty in a matter of a couple of days!

I left myself 4.5 hours to drive the 1.5 hours to the airport last night for my flight home. I planned a leisurely dinner after returning my rental car and checking my bags. It was about three hours before my flight, I was about 15 miles short of the airport and averaging approximately 3-5 miles per hour in gridlock traffic. I kept looking at the time and the speedometer and calculating that I'd never make the flight.

I called Southwest, who was very nice and claimed to be well aware of the traffic problems around the Baltimore airport. I was on the last scheduled flight of the night, but the customer service rep kindly reserved me a seat on the 6:30 AM flight this morning, just in case. I called someone at my office to let them know I might be expensing an additional night of lodging. I felt reassured to have a back-up plan. It's always good to have a PLAN B.

As it turned out, I did make the flight - which left right on time - and I made it home a little after midnight last night. I'm off until Monday. I have a magazine article to finish up and submit today and some cooking to do for the holiday meal tomorrow. I'll be unpacking and running laundry. My to-do list is pretty long, but I'm SO VERY GLAD to be HOME!!!

Happy Thanksgiving to all! ENJOY!