Next week, I will be doing something that I haven't done in 9 years.
I'm spending TWO NIGHTS ALONE. There will not be 3 cats jumping on my feet. No darling husband snoring next to me. No son crawling into bed at 5 am. No daughter with Harry Potter nightmares.
I'm going here.
It's a work meeting. I'm sure I'll be doing a million brainstorming exercises and team building games and all sorts of other taxing things. I'm sure I'll miss the kids and the husband terribly. I've never really been away from the whole family for more than 24 hours before.
But - I will have a bed all to myself. I may even get to use the bathroom alone. I think I will survive.
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i just wanna say good luck sis
how I miss professional conferences--not the tedious papers and politicking, but the bathroom someone else cleans and the bed someone else makes.
Robbie Fulks has a funny song about this on his newest album. Check it out:
http://tinyurl.com/2smnag
Dan is on notice that for my 40th I want a night alone in a beautiful hotel.
Have a wonderful time!
That sounds like heaven to me. Maybe not the conference, but the two nights to yourself? Priceless.
LOL - have fun, K! My union involvement has gone *way* up since I've had children, and it's not because of an interest in union activities. I just love the hotel room to myself for a few days while the committess meet!
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