As promised, I pushed through the day, determined to find something to be grateful for while I shivered my way through this out-of-town work trip.
After putting on my gratitude glasses, I started to see that this hotel gig wasn't all bad.
For one, these "dream" beds rock! I couldn't decide if it was the inner coils, the memory foam, or the fact that I didn't wake up with four toddler feet in my side. Regardless, I am plotting how to stuff this thing in the trunk of my Honda.
This place knows how to earn a customer for life--Caffe Verona filter packs for the personal-sized coffee pot!
Not that I wasn't grateful, but if I could make just one suggestion, Mr. Hotel Purchasing Man--buy bigger coffee pots and leave more filter packs. That small mug is for wimps. Who needs only two servings??
After a long day on site, all I wanted to do was...shop.
Well, that wasn't my first choice, but my GPS experienced user-error, and the next thing I knew, I was smack-dab in the middle of a mall parking lot!
Nothing like a little Kohl's perusing (and maybe a little purchasing) before heading off to a dinner all by myself. I tried to look inconspicuous--you know-- like I get to go out to eat all by myself all the time.
This became an even bigger challenge once my cell phone died because then I couldn't occupy myself with Facebook, Words with Friends, or Scramble.
In other words, I had to act like people did back in the dark ages before cell phones.
I ordered a glass of wine, propped my fist under my chin, and tried to look pensive instead of forlorn.
After experiencing this slight interruption in connectivity, I scurried back to my hotel room to recharge and reconnect.
Ah, social media. How I missed you. (Did I mention that one of the rules of being on this site visit team is NO technology?? Seriously, I deserve a raise).
So many e-cards, cartoons, and pithy quotes to "like."
So many status updates and uploaded photos to review.
So many emails and blog posts unread.
It was shaping up to look like any other night in front of the ole' computer.
However, tonight, I decided to finally use the FaceTime feature on my i-phone to call home and talk to Marty and the babies.
I just have one question for Apple, though, about FaceTime...if y'all are so smart, why can't you create something that doesn't make me look like I am appearing in a line-up??
Fortunately, my kiddos didn't care. They talked to me about their day, showed me the outfits they picked out all by themselves, and even blew me kisses. (Well, Drwe actually kissed the phone, so I will give Apple credit for at least making a slobber-proof phone if nothing else).
So, today, I say thank you technology. You might suck away my time and my brain cells, but you also keep me connected to those I love. Fair trade, I'd say.