Its not the long trips away from home that get to you. Its not even that they come back-to-back. Its being out here alone that's the worst part. I'm coming up on the end of my second two-weeker in a row (how am I getting back from the airport this time?), but this time I was lucky enough to host
kelizra, who made the sojourn up to MSP Friday night. We hit the Mall of America on Saturday and saw The American, the new George Clooney movie. Not sure it was worth the price of admission.
My friends were also kind enough to give my off-time direction for the winter. They spoke not in one voice, but loudly for me to stick to the things I've already committed to doing, and not take on more projects lest I compromise the quality of my work. My friends are fairly wise. I'm putting together a plan for how I'm going to complete Cold Flash, and estimating whether it will be ready for the Spring 2011 season.
I was doing pretty good at eating well until I discovered that the Chili's across the street from the hotel servers Memphis Style ribs. Delicious. I'd like to go back to Corky's someday to have their ribs again, but until then I'm just eating what's available.
I'm scheduled to lift out fairly late on Thursday. I still have a day or two before I have to pack up my hotel room. Tomorrow I'm supposed to have dinner with a group of BOA consultants from another project in town. I look forward to that. Friday I need to rush invoices out. Saturday I have responsibilities to fulfill. Sunday I have my D&D game in the morning, and in the evening I fly again, to return... well, when I return. Hopefully I'll know by Saturday.
I need to get better at focusing on productive things after work each day. I've played a lot of Starcraft II the last week or so. Funny how I can focus on site for 14 or 16 hours at a stretch, but as soon as I get back to the hotel, my mind wanders all over the place. Must be something my psyche associates hotels with not having to work, or not having to focus. Unfortunate. Well, I'll have to work on that.