Today was travel day and as per usual I’m so freaked out about sleeping in and missing my flight that I can’t fall asleep. I have never missed a flight for work and my brain and body should know that by now so it shouldn’t be a problem, still it was and around three this morning I finally pretty much passed out.
Since I did get around (well, I had the time to) to set the coffee maker last night, thus I woke up before my alarm this morning. Guessing it was mostly because I wasn’t sleeping that hard and the moment the coffee smell hit my nose I was awake.
Last time I was out flying my feet got so swollen that they hurt like hell in my grown-up shoes, so this time around I wore my new compression socks, hoping that they would take the edge off…yeah, no! We’ll see though as I ordered several different types hoping that at least one or two pair will do it for me.
To be honest here, the whole thing would be easier if I could just bring a second pair of not so grown-up shoes. It’s just that I rather bring the backpack than the rolling bag as it is less of a hassle on the flight, train and walk. Yes, I have real proper problems most of the time.
Well, this time I had company on the trip which was nice since of course the flight was delayed. Thinking that I might add time spent on delayed flights to the train count, to see how much time of my life I really waste (and after waiting for the bus in the freezing cold yesterday, maybe that as well). Instead of floating around the airport without a plan, we sat down for coffee and pastry 🙂
Whit a delayed flight (that had an already pushed departure time) we made it in time for lunch and half the day gone. I’m still working hard on catching up on the emails that piled up from last week when I was home sick, so having to stop for a meeting wasn’t the thing I really wanted to do.
By the end of that meeting, it was time to pull the brakes on an already long day so we packed up and went for dinner. At that time there was plans for going back to the hotel room after dinner to get back into those mails.
We ended up going to this mexican place with fantastic margaritas and at that point I decided that the mails can wait. Burrito and strawberry margarita, not bad for a Tuesday eve. All other problems (other than that my feet hurt like hell) are suddenly very, very far away.
10 pm suddenly felt like midnight, and I’m now cuddled up in the hotel bed with the possibility of some proper sleep coming on. I’m dead tired and I can sleep until 8 tomorrow…fingers crossed for some good times. If I fall asleep early I can use the morning for those mails, if I don’t, at least I get to sleep in without worrying about missing a plane…