5:00 AM Alarm.
5:15 AM Alarm.
Get up. Dress.
Lug heavy suitcase, laptop, purse down stairs at 5:58AM.
Coat, scarf, gloves.
Lug heavy suitcase, laptop, purse down more stairs and through basement and garage (since snow still blocks front and rear doors.
6:15AM tap fingers on table...where is the F-ing car service?
6:20 AM Call car service.
6:24 AM car not coming - overheating (why didn't they call??)
6:25 AM Rouse hubby (poor man, sick, tired) need ride to airport.
6:30 AM roll out of driveway in our car.
7:10 AM arrive at terminal.
Realize need to leave keys with hubby.
Where are my F-ing keys? (keyless entry/ignition means I never know where they are!)
Empty bags. Zip. Unzip. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Kiss, hug, run.
OMG. Lines. Lines forever. Worst lines ever.
Find uniformed person - where to go.
Up. Down. Shuffle. Line up.
Check in. Drop Bag.
Next line - Security.
They have built a line to get to the line. Not lying. Not exaggerating.
Call travel buddy. He's still in check-in line.
See him coming up the escalator.
Holler out - "Hi Honey, Over here" and pretend he's my husband just come from bathroom.
(to save our lives from murderous passengers behind us who nearly lynched the lady with the stroller and baby who delayed the line)
Boarding pass, passport in hand.
Call Mom. "Yes I'll be diligent. Yes I'll watch for terrorists. Yes I'll have a good time."
Email Hubby. I'm off.
Chat with friend.
Wait on tarmac.
Finally up and out.
Get out laptop.
Hit start button.
No chance to get ahead on work.
Watch 2nd movie.
Watch 3rd movie.
ATM - 100 Pounds.
Cab ride - 70 Pounds!
Hotel. Party central! But I'm here for work.
Lift to 5.
Enter. Door shuts.
Hit every switch.
Stumble to phone.
"Put key in slot by door for lights."
"You mean the slot by door I can't see because it is pitch black in here?"
Converter doesn't take 3-prong.
Look! A 110 volt plug in wall. Sweet.
Laptop powered up.
Connect to wireless.
Go to internet. Nothing.
Try again. Nothing.
Call hubby (personal IT desk).
He says, call Hotel.
Try multiple times.
Try multiple things.
Call room service.
No desserts at night.
Finally - on!
Concierge arrives with food.
Show him TV remote.
Fiddle with Computer.
See Reset button.
What the hell.
TV Remote still busted.
Work order for tomorrow.
Eat cold chips.
Drink warm coke.
8:53 PM NY Time.
1:53 AM London Time.
Dig in to work.
Where's my Prilosec?