...although this one is a Friday, so I can't complain. Well yes I actually can complain, but to what end?
Actually things are more or less okay. Work has been very tiring of late; I've had days where I'm booked solid from 9am to 5pm, which I guess is a good thing (better to be too busy in this environment than not busy enough). Next week I have Monday off and then I'm in Iowa for the rest of the week. That means flying out at about 6am Tuesday morning, landing in Detroit and then getting the connecting flight to Moline, IL. From there I drive up to Dubuque Iowa, which takes about an hour or so. All told, I should be in our Dubuque office by around noon local time. From there I have a pretty full schedule in the office through Thursday afternoon, after which I'll drive back to Moline, stay overnight near the airport, and get a 10am flight from Moline to Detroit and then Detroit to Scranton. God willing and weather cooperating, I'll be on the ground in Scranton by about 4pm on Friday afternoon.
Oh, and I have the following Monday off as well.
I don't mind the travel. I know it creates a little bit of a hardship at home, as arrangements need to be made to take the girls to school, but I try not to travel too much, and when possible, I try to schedule things so that if I am driving somewhere I can leave at 8am, after I drop off the girls. That's the case on Friday the 27th, when I have to drive to Hartford CT. Now would it be easier to leave early? Sure it would, and it does kind of stink getting home at 7:30pm on a Friday, but I'm willing to do that if it makes things operate a little more smoothly.
Well, I can't put off going to work much longer. The girls don't have school today, which is why I'm writing this at nearly 8am. Something about a long President's Day weekend I think. Anyway, I have much to do, and not much time to do it in.