Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Honey, I'm home

You have no idea how much I have idolized business travel. So today, wouldn't you know it, I was the Murphy's law of airport arrivals. Destination was Richmond, Virginia. Two day, quick trip. I was up at 5 am. Showered, packed and kids kissed as I pulled out of the driveway and into every red light from here to the freeway I work so hard to avoid. I hit traffic. I had lane closures. I had no idea what terminal to go to. And I had no gas. Security stretched north to Kansas and I had to re-enter my putty grey plastic bins into the x-ray machine two times. I was trying so hard. I followed the signs. Even they led me astray. No trip. No hotel.