Here I am. Long trade show hours with few prospects. It's good to see the folks that I talk to on the phone, and put a face with the voice, but I wish we had more potential clients here. Maybe tomorrow.
God bless Ken. That's all I have to say. He's been great. Dinner was great, Ken warms the car before we leave, and Ken doesn't expect that everyone thinks that he....shut up. Public journal. Thanks, Ken. Thanks for being normal.
I talked to the girls tonight. It was awesome. Then I called later to talk to Kevin. I really miss home. I'll be home tomorrow night. I can't wait. I won't see much, if any, of the Super Bowl. It will just be nice to be in my own bed, with my own family nearby.
I didn't take any pictures today. It's rare that I go to a trade show and don't take a gazillion pics, but my heart wasn't there. I'll try tomorrow. I'm not depressed. I'm just trying to get through it. It's nice to have an overheated room all to myself. It's nice to take a 30 minute shower. It's nice to have room service. I'm fine, just homesick.
Goodnight, readers. Both of you. LOL. I'll have Monday off work, and hope to get Dad to look at my car. It's doing great, but idles so low that it sometimes dies if you're not there to keep a bit of gas on it. I hope he can get it to idle faster, or something.
RAMBLING!!!!!! Time for bed!
1 comment:
I bet your family misses you as much as you miss them. Have a safe trip back and try to stay warm.
June
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