A Cry in the Dark

Sunday, December 17, 2006

attempting to get back into the groove....

Last week was really rough. There were some wonderful moments, but being away from home so much is starting to wear on me....

I got to have dinner with the kitty kat on Tuesday and our own beautiful SNN on Wednesday. (Shall I say it again? Who’s luckier than me?) Let me tell you, SNN is even better in person! Actually, everyone I have met through blogging turns out to be so much better than I could imagine. Maybe it’s that I tend to read blogs of those who share little tidbits from all aspects of their lives. We’re given a glimpse of their day, of how their mind works, and it’s so wonderful to meet the person who captured me with their words.

I ended up staying an extra day due to flight cancellations. That wasn’t bad, actually. But it was exhausting. After spending several hours at O’Hare on Thursday, I got to call a co-worker to come get me, attend a group dinner, then back to the hotel I had just checked out of that morning. I whined enough at the counter Thursday night to get one of those travel over-night bags from the air carrier, so I at least had a toothbrush for Friday. A leisurely breakfast, an extra cup of coffee, and USA today helped me start the day off.

I tend to skip the front page, but Friday’s edition had an amazing story that drew me in. You can view it here: Gift of wreaths touches nation. In fact, it touched me so much, I started crying. Right there in the hotel lobby. (Not a pretty sight, actually....) These are the types of stories I wish ALL papers would run on the front page more often.

Back to the airport and more delays. Instead of getting home in the early afternoon, I managed to arrive just in time to be right ahead of rush hour traffic. Unfortunately, my bag had come in on an earlier flight and there was only one person manning the ticketing area for two carriers. No one was at the baggage claim area, so about 15 of us had to wait in line until the poor woman could get to us. It was only 45 minutes or so.... (And it wasn’t her fault. I felt so sorry for her!) So, I got to get onto 287 to cross the Tappan Zee during rush hour on a Friday during the holiday season. I was so happy to finally pull into my parking space!

I’m home through the holidays. And that’s a GOOD thing! There are several others who have another trip to make next week, so I am counting my blessings for this one. I also got my grade for my final paper this week, so classes are out until the beginning of January. What am I going to do with all that extra time on my hands? lol I might actually be able to get caught up with everyone!

Posted by WistfulWench :: 7:48 AM :: 3 comments