
I'm supposed to be at a conference this week but after 16 hours in airports, 2 canceled flights, 2 delayed flights and a closure of the Detroit airport due to lightening I gave up and came back home. I left home a little before 7 a.m. and returned home around 11 p.m. I was traveling with two of my younger co-workers. Later, they commented that the 16 hour day had been draining on them. Was I exhausted the next day? No. Not really. Even though I spent 16 hours in the airport I got to eat 2 meals with both of my hands and no interruptions. I got to read 2 magazines and a portion of my book. I didn't have to feed anyone, change any diapers or manage anyone's temper tantrums. Come to think of it, it was kind of like a vacation.

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Some days work is a nice change of pace! Agreed!
Suddenly, I feel like driving over to the airport for the day....
It's all in how you look at it.
That's pretty funny! I was just about to e-mail you to see how CAMMP was, but I guess this answers that question :)
I'm jealous. Next time can I go with you?!
I know what you mean, I'm currently on "vacation " without my husband. I think he's the one getting the true "vacation".
Um, hello... Why do you think I love my job;)
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