Back to the old grind
Anyways, my baby and I really enjoyed ourselves: We both needed weekend getaways from our jobs. I know we're going to San Francisco next week and I can't wait, but I needed to not be in either Chicago or Michigan last weekend. It was a 6 1/2 -7 hour drive, but we really enjoyed each other's company. We talked all the way there and back, held hands, sang, it was really nice. I bought him the 2006 Rand McNally Road Atlas to look through: he's big on road maps and trying to find his way without my favorite map: Mapquest. He was soooo excited yall, like a big school kid! He's so cute when he's excited!
Well, according to his calculations, we made it there and back in a reasonable time. We would have arrived back in the Chi sooner on Sunday, but ran into a bad rainstorm in Wisconsin, on my leg of the drive of course! We had dinner with Brownboy and his baby at my favorite restaurant, FLAT TOP GRILL. A good time was had by all.
After spending Monday at another working meeting in Arlington Heights, I returned to the Haba Tuesday to one bombshell after the next. You know it's bad when you can't leave your job without the place falling apart. I guess everything's back to normal. I have a rigorous schedule over the next week leading up to San Francisco with interviews, desk shifts, as well as my own work and dealing with my nemesis, the pain in my side, the crick in my neck, the ache in my head (you get the picture,lol) Bob the Builder (my Maintenance Man). Yep, we are at war folks, and I will not lose! Victory shall be MINE!!!Lol, dramatic right?
Let's just say I can't wait until this vacation next week. I refuse to have another Dallas/Florida/Bahamas debacle.