Here I am in Stamford, CT again. This time for a design meeting for my next project. The one good thing I can say about this trip is that at least it’s shorter than the last one. I came up here with another co-worker (we left at 11am this morning and made great time by the way–5.5 hours) and we should get out of here shortly after lunch on Thursday.
Jake took this trip particularly hard for some reason. I’m sure the fact that I’ve been bitching about it for two weeks (the point when I found out about it) probably doesn’t help, so I’ll have to keep that in mind for next time. I’m not sure why he was so upset–he goes to the grandparents’ for days at a time and goes away on vacations with them as well and has no issues. I guess he doesn’t like to have his world unbalanced. I can relate.
I hate to travel for work in case you haven’t figured that out. I had my last job for 13 years and had to travel one time for it and I thought that was one time too many. I’ve had this job for a little over 6 months and this is my 3rd trip. And, I have another one planned for later this month (it’s only one night, though). For a job that’s supposed to have limited travel, I’ve definitely had my fill of it.
But, what can you do? It’s a good job and I should probably shut up and be grateful that I have it.