I got home from a business trip to Atlanta late, late Wednesday night. I hate Atlanta, I really do. Here's why:
1. Having the stomach flu on the plane and in a hotel...not fun.
2. Knowing your husband and daughter are home sick with the stomach flu and there's nothing you can do about it...not fun and talk about major guilt over being the world's worst mom/wife.
3. Layovers in Denver. Seriously, it's just a hop over the mountain so why stop?
4. Hotel food.
5. Long, long, brain-numbing meetings day after day.
6. Could I get sent anyway else? I mean I can't count the number of times I've gone to Atlanta (in January no less) instead of somewhere new and exciting.
7. Having a million emails when you get back to work.
8. Trying to adjust to a 2 hour time difference.
9. Missing your hubby and cute, hilarious, and wonderful little girl.
10. Packing and unpacking...I really hate living out of a suitcase.
11. Coming home to piles of laundry, dried noodles on the floor, and a house in desperate need of cleaning.
12. Missing out on all of Pearl's new tricks (apparently she wanted to try and use the potty, is now a couch potato - post for another day, and learning how to say new things).
There are a few good things about Atlanta though, the highlights of which include:
1. Coming home! I'm not sure if Jeff missed me much, but Pearl did.
2. Getting your own king-sized bed for a few days!
3. Humidity...ah relief from my hands splitting/cracking and my hair curled beautifully.
4. Cable TV. I never knew there were so many interesting shows on.
5. Being able to take naps without interruption.
6. Having someone else make your bed.
7. Knowing I still have a job and hopefully a bit of job security once the legislative session starts and those morons on Capitol Hill start cutting all those "wasteful state employees" (I won't even begin to start with my loathe for our state legislature).
8. Being reminded why you work hard and gaining some new enthusiasm for my projects.
9. Getting a big hug and kiss from Pearl.
10. Seeing mountains again.
11. Getting a call from your mom who forgot you were in Atlanta. Always funny to me when my mom asks what Pearl is up to and I say "I don't know, I'm not home."
12. Knowing Pearl is in great hands and that her dad is awesome! Pearl always seems to get sick when I go on business trips and Jeff takes such good care of her, better than me.
