Thursday
Morning 8:15am: I’ve finished getting ready this morning and need to pack to check out. I always leave myself less time than I need, but it’s really very efficient how quickly I can stuff everything into various bags and corners of my suitcase. My shampoo bar goes back into its case – it’s the Rose Jam bar from Lush, whose nice smell pervasively fills all my hotel bathrooms and which I now positively associate with traveling for work. My adorably small travel razor also goes in my bag and I wonder if there’s anything I can do to prevent it from rusting so much quicker than my normal razor at home. My liquids go in a bag and I make a mental note to refill certain things, hoping that I won’t leave myself high and literally dry next week by forgetting. This week, I also learn that hotels will store bags for returning customers, so instead of double-overstuffing my bag, I separate out a few things to leave with front desk such as running shoes. Then I rush to work like a composed but crazy person.
Afternoon 5:30pm: I’m on the plane headed for my real home and I send a quick email before lift-off which makes me feel slightly like I’m in a movie about a businesswoman. Then I’m almost instantly knocked-out, because though my neck gets uncomfortable, I find it very easy to sleep on planes fortunately.
Evening 8pm: I’m back home in my comfy room with a bunch of boxes containing various online shopping orders that came in during the week. It doesn't make sense to pick things up at CVS if I can get it cheaper and easier on Amazon. Due to the fact that I'm away during the week anyway, I can simply forget about the order until return to I find it waiting for me, and thus the delayed gratification from shipping transit bothers me not at all. In the weekend ahead, I know it helps me feel good and get errands done if I take a gym class Saturday morning and play rule-free racquetball Sunday morning. Otherwise, weekends follow no pattern as long as I’m locked and loaded by Monday morning to start another week all over again, fruit tart and all. That's full circle, check.
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