Hey csw-- I'm doin' okay. Just got back from trip to FL...the plane ride was rough (both literally and figuratively). I figured out there is just too much "brain" time when you're stuck on a plane for 2+ hours. Talk about a crazy-maker in over-drive.
It was already tough being away for three days. The feeling of not being in-pocket is one of those slow burning sensations in the gut. It started on the plane. I watched as intact families flew to and from Orlando for Disney vacations. It honestly took me almost a full day of business meeting to unhook my claws from the ceiling and settle down. THEN, I had to go through the whole gamut of emotions on the way back home. BUT, this time I was smart, I stopped at the Fox Sports Bar to have a few Hail Marys before boarding the plane. Then, luckily we only had about 30 people on-board--and one family. So, my brain wasn't completely on crazy-makin'. Just partially...just enough to make me melancholy by the time I got home.
The W just kept commenting on how tired I looked. How gray I looked. She didn't realize that I'd been holding in the emotions for the last 3 hours...only to cry like a baby as I kissed my sleeping kids and sang their songs to them.
Okay...didn't mean to vent/whine. Just had to get those feelings out...so that I can go on and have a semi-productive day at the office.
Thanks for checking in. I'll check my email at home tonight. K
