I realized today that after six months of no flying, I did not miss the 3:30AM wake-up call. Yuck. Taking a 6:45AM flight should be illegal ... and here I was thinking while I was booking, this is going to be so much better than a 6AM. Yeah right.
It winds up being one of those nights where if I go to bed at 9PM I'll still get six hours of sleep. Gee it is now 11PM, well I can still get four hours of sleep. Hmmm it is now 1AM, two hours should suffice. 2AM well crap, one hour, I think I can get by until I get on the plane. 3AM, might as well just get up. At least then I'll be more productive and surely I will not miss my flight.
So begins the start of flying again. We had such a busy weekend I really didn't have time to worry about leaving my little girl until late last night. This is a good thing. I'm actually doing pretty well this morning too! Not sure if that is due to lack of sleep or because part of me is excited to head from drizzly Seattle to sunny San Diego! How can you really complain? The only thing I can complain about is how people travel. For how many years now have you needed to have your laptop removed (in its own bin, none-the-less) and your shoes/jacket off. Get with the program people, there are signs everywhere and pretty sure this has been the norm for the last eight or nine years.
As far as travel goes, I think with men it is easier. Not saying it is easy, just easier. In my opinion men have this innate drive to provide for their family. When Ben leaves for an overnight for work (last Thursday) it is very matter of fact. This is what I have to do so why worry. Fortunately or unfortunately I think I'm different from quite a few women in that I have that same innate drive to provide for my family. My dad traveled a lot while I was growing up so in all honesty it is really nothing new to me. I would say part of it is I do what I have to do, the other part of it is ... I truly love my job. I work for an incredible company, selling awesome products, have some of the best sales reps in the country and fabulous co-workers. How many people can say that?
For most though, they struggle with the idea of "How can you leave Elizabeth?" or "Why don't you find a new job?" The list of questions like this go on and on. Part of me wants to slap these people upside the head and ask what time period do you live in. But that would be rude. The majority of mom's I know work in some fashion and those that don't, more power to them, but it is simply not for me. So I work, I work so I can give my daughter anything she can dream of.
My flight should be boarding in the next 15 minutes so I will leave you for now ... a note to my beautiful daughter. Lizzy, mom's heading to beautiful San Diego! Some day we'll visit the San Diego Zoo, it is spectacular! In the meantime you be good for daddy and Grandma Muldary ... and NO TEETH until I come home. I will write more from LAX tomorrow afternoon. Love you!
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