No, not mine. It’s my friend Erin’s. It breaks my heart that I’m not there, but here. However, after this morning and the exhibit hall fiasco I guess it’s better that I’m here. Had I not been, I would never have heard the end of it.
Still, I hope my friend knows how much I wish I was there. But I’m not, so what’re you going to do. Just a little sad I guess.
That’s what I’m doing right now. We have a walk through at 1pm centeraltime. I’ve gone through e-mail. Check. Precon, check. 17 phone calls, check. Interpreters…eehhh, no comment.
And I sit here, wondering if I should walk down to the quarter to the one place that has shoes in my size. I will tell you one thing, I’m really not feeling this right now. I’ve been gone one night and I miss the boy like crazy. I know it’s good to be apart to some degree, but I found out/realized last night that after Nov. 15 he’s done at his current consulting role so they may send him on the road. Just as I get home. Lovely.
The boy is being proactive though-he’s going to talk to his managers about doing admin work until at least the end of the year so we can get some planning done and frankly just reconnect. His idea-what a rock star. I can’t imagine if just as I’m home and off he goes on the road-how bad would that suck??
And so, here I sit. I need to work on a post con somethin fierce. And I will….eventually.
You know the one…the one you can listen to over and over and over? This is mine right now, pretty fitting for how I feel-not in a bad way but a strangly calm sort of way despite the mess flying around me right now :) What’s YOUR song?
