Home, oh glorious home!!
I may have mentioned it once or twice, but business travel wears on me. And after myriad little problems with my hotel during my trip, 12 days in a bed not my own, and multiple co-worker roommates, I was more than ready to come back home.
In honor of my happiness to be back, I’m getting back in the swing of things with a list:
The top 10 things about Coming Home
- My bed, my pillows, my cat, and my husband all make sleeping a much better situation than a hotel any day.
- If my husband snores, I can poke him, unlike if co-worker roommates snore.
- Coming home to a clean house means I don’t have to do anything for a few days
- Being without my husband for 12 days (the longest we’ve been apart since probably the 2nd year we dated long long ago) makes me realize just how much I love him, rely on him, and don’t function very well without him.
- Taking a day off of work after so much travel just so I can sleep late, nap during the day, and not have to speak any words that are work related is the epitome of “I deserve it”.
- Getting to watch all MY tv, and not share prime time hours with coworkers whose viewing habits don’t mirror mine, makes me selfish but happy.
- The kitty missed me so much that he didn’t do his normal meow in the middle of the night punishment, instead deciding he must be a lap cat whenever I’m sitting down. If you knew my cat, you would understand how strange this is.
- Landing in San Diego after 12 days in New York was once again a forceful reminder of how much I love it here, and how much the weather sucks out there. And we had decent weather while I was in New York. Just to prove again that we made the right choice in leaving NYC.
- Catching up on my personal email, blog reading, news feeds and the like makes me feel like I’m back into the “real” world. Something happens when I’m on a business trip where I feel totally disconnected from the rest of the world, even with access to news, tv, etc.
- Coming back to a giant bear hug from my husband, and lots of hand-holding. I couldn’t ask for a better homecoming.
Welcome home! And I think spending that much time with coworkers could be used as an “interrogation technique.”
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Welcome back to the Best Coast! 😉
I went away for six days and was ruined so I cannot imagine business travel with other people for twelve. You deserve a week off!
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12 days of living with co-workers? I can’t think of a single former co-worker I’d even like to spend two days with. You deserve some sort of award for getting through that!
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My absolute favorite thing to do when I go home is lay on my bed. I love the feeling of being home and relaxing.
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Sometimes I look forward to a few days away from The Mister, however uncommon, just so that I can come home to him. It’s such a nice reminder.
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There is nothing like your own bed when returning from a long trip (even a short trip!)! Welcome back!
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