I’m in love with that guy at the front desk. We keep beaming at each other. Granted, he’s paid to beam, but hot damn. I keep trying to think up ways to take him home with me…
Anyhow, as regulars have likely noticed, blogging has stalled out. We’re packed into meeting blocks all week. It’s an all-or-nothing business. Just don’t expect miracles.
I’ve gotta get some food and get to the gym… Corp travel is tough. I can see how easy it is to default to bad habits. If I can travel and still get in at least three good gym days a week and continue to watch my food intake (one of the problems with being on somebody else’s food schedule is that they’ve got you eating when they want to eat, not necc. when you’re hungry). It’s just going to take a lot of work.
Just like anything else.
I think I’m job searching the next time I get back to Chicago. I’m secretly hoping that in their meeting tomorrow, they decide they don’t need me to fly into Greensboro, N. Carolina, and I can go home to Chicago for a week or so. I’m also trying to lock down the March 6-9th date for my return to New York – I’d prefer to do the map training they have me slated for in Manhatten as opposed to Minneapolis. Right now they’re going back-and-forth with it. We’ll see.
Damn, I’m tired. Sorry, I have nothing pissed off or witty to say. This is how pissed off people become conservatives: you make them work crap hours at crap jobs so they don’t have *time* to think about what a raw deal the world’s giving them.
We could use more pissed off people.
