Yesterday was intresting.
It turns out that I will once again be traveling to headquarters for an awards banquet at the end of this month.
Any southern bells in Little Rock,AR that want to meet up?
It came earlier then expected for me. I didn't think I would hit gold status until June 30 and possibly be traveling again in September. This time it's a three day trip. I barely survived two. The connecting flight in Texas kills me. I haven't received the internirary yet but almost all company flights connect in Houston. That airport is a maze to me. I'm not a directions babe to begin with (I may even have Dallas and Houston mixed up at this point) You just can't walk/run to your terminal. You MUST take the tram. I recall running through the airport, panting and sweating, terrified I would miss my flight home. I called my brother who logged over 100,000 miles last year.
"I hate this airport!! How do you stand it? I'm lost!"
"Are you in Dallas or Houston?"
"DALLAS"
"So youre at the George W Bush airport"
"*@**@@@**@@# NOW I HATE it even MORE."
I had to have a seat belt extender on on of the smaller planes. I'm hoping I've dropped enough weight to save myself the humiliation. If not, I plan on just faking it this time.
I really don't want to go. I have severe travel anxiety piled on top of normal everyday panic attacks and anxiety. I didn't want to go last time but was glad I went once I arrived. Red carpet treatment at the Peabody and free booze.
Which is another issue.
When I read how alcohol hits you and makes you feel after wls I immediatly wanted to try it.


That is a very clear sign that I should stay away. Very difficult with free mojitos and the southern play de do (served in a mason jar)
I plan on touring the Clinton Library this go around. Last time I was too exhausted after the 5:00 am flight. And this time I am walking the mile which was too discouraging before.
I owe it to Hillary. I'm always trying to ease guilt. The Clinton years were good to me (Thank you for FMLA pres!) And I would love to have a woman president. I just don't think she's the one. And with that said...I'm off to vote on Super Tuesday and then off to work on Fat Tuesday, otherwise known as Katie's day.