Leaving on a jet plane
Here I sit at Logan Airport, discovering the joys of free wifi while I wait for my plane to start boarding.
I realize that I haven't posted about this trip at all here -- sorry. Perhaps you'll understand why I've been too busy to post, when I explain that I'm going on a two-week business trip to Scotland. Without the kids.
I didn't want to do it. I tried everything I could to get out of it, but no luck. The fact is, this is a two-week training that I really need to have, in order to do my job; and the company doesn't offer this training in the US (long story) so I have to go to Glasgow for it. I should count myself lucky that they started offering it regularly in the UK; previously it was only ever offered in Australia.
I hate the idea of leaving the kids for two whole weeks, and in fact right now -- having just said goodbye to them about 20 minutes ago -- I'm trying not to think about it too much. I'm sure they will be fine. It's just me I'm worried about! ;)
So we have a whole complicated schedule worked out, as far as who's taking the kids to their various activities, who's picking them up, and who's responsible for them overnight (either at our house or the person's own home). I've been going crazy over this for weeks now, and it finally came together, thank goodness. I have complete trust in all the people who will be helping out, so I'm not worried from that point of view. There are a lot of little niggly details that might go awry, so I'm a little nervous about that, but in the end it'll all work out. Somehow. I guess.
Anyway, I'll post more later. I have a two-hour layover in Philly this afternoon, so I'll probably be all over the internet (assuming they have free wifi in Philly!) to stave off the boredom and keep me from thinking too much about the kids and all the other stuff. Wish me luck with that. ;)
I realize that I haven't posted about this trip at all here -- sorry. Perhaps you'll understand why I've been too busy to post, when I explain that I'm going on a two-week business trip to Scotland. Without the kids.
I didn't want to do it. I tried everything I could to get out of it, but no luck. The fact is, this is a two-week training that I really need to have, in order to do my job; and the company doesn't offer this training in the US (long story) so I have to go to Glasgow for it. I should count myself lucky that they started offering it regularly in the UK; previously it was only ever offered in Australia.
I hate the idea of leaving the kids for two whole weeks, and in fact right now -- having just said goodbye to them about 20 minutes ago -- I'm trying not to think about it too much. I'm sure they will be fine. It's just me I'm worried about! ;)
So we have a whole complicated schedule worked out, as far as who's taking the kids to their various activities, who's picking them up, and who's responsible for them overnight (either at our house or the person's own home). I've been going crazy over this for weeks now, and it finally came together, thank goodness. I have complete trust in all the people who will be helping out, so I'm not worried from that point of view. There are a lot of little niggly details that might go awry, so I'm a little nervous about that, but in the end it'll all work out. Somehow. I guess.
Anyway, I'll post more later. I have a two-hour layover in Philly this afternoon, so I'll probably be all over the internet (assuming they have free wifi in Philly!) to stave off the boredom and keep me from thinking too much about the kids and all the other stuff. Wish me luck with that. ;)