Back to Atlanta

I’ll be traveling to Atlanta on Friday for the second time this year. I’ll actually be on the ground only for about 24 hours, giving a flurry of 20-minute presentations (8 in 4 hours) and then attending a couple round table meetings before returning home Saturday night.

I wasn’t mad about Atlanta the first time and it’s not like I’ll be experiencing the city this time around. The conference could be in Hoboken or Phoenix or El Paso and I wouldn’t know the difference. The conference is being held at the Airport Westin, so I won’t be venturing more than a mile from the airport.

So it is in the crazy world of the Marketing Specialist.

Planning for Italy

Alli and I have been researching planning for our trip to Italy this summer for our trip to Italy this summer for Alli’s 30th Birthday. We are so excited. I’ve never been to Italy and Alli’s never been outside the country save our honeymoon in St. Lucia and a trip to Grand Cayman when she was in college.

When I was a junior in college, my parents took my brother and me to Europe for a short 15-day trip. Alli and I will be in Italy for almost 3 weeks. When I went with my parents, we spent a couple days in Brussels (best Pommes Frites ANYWHERE), a couple days in Amsterdam (cool city, but I don’t think we were there nearly long enough to appreciate it), a few days in London (awesome…loved London), and several days in Paris and Le Mans in France (for the 24-hour race that a friend of my dad’s was participating in).

Anyway, our time in Paris seemed really rushed and I am really excited to spend some time there looking around the city. Alli and I are scheduled to go to the Louvre on the first of the month in July…the Louvre offers free admission on the first of the month. Very cool. That’s one thing that we didn’t get to see when we were in Paris the first time. I am kind of glad in a way because I’ll get to experience it for the first time with Alli who will help me with appreciating the vastness of the museum.

So we are flying in and out of Paris and in between, we are spending some time in Venice, Florence, Rome, and the Amalfi Coast. Everything I’ve heard about Amalfi is that we won’t regret being there.

Planning for a trip of this magnitude is stressful, though. Especially if you are like me and you lose your passport just as you are getting ready to book your tickets (no worries, I found it today…PHEW!).

I know that there are a couple people out there who’ve been to Italy…any suggestions or pointers on places to see?

A pretty miserable existence

So for nearly the last two weeks, I have been home alone here. Alli has been in Ohio since the morning of January 10th. It is now January 21st and is easily the longest time that we have been apart since we’ve been married.

When she departed almost 2 weeks ago, she was originally scheduled to return less than a week later. However, complications with her grandmother’s illness kept her and her mom out there a little longer. In addition, the winter storm we received last night isn’t helping matters any, since flights into and out of Chicago-Midway are delayed. She was kept on the ground until just after 2:00 p.m. EST for her flight that was supposed to leave at 1:00. The problem is that she was scheduled to catch a flight in Chicago at 2:00 p.m. CST (20 min ago) and it just left. On time.

Ugh.

Anyway, so I’ve taken stock of all the remaining flights from Chicago to Kansas City. Thankfully, there are FIVE more. Only one is delayed. She had been told by one of the Southwest agents that the 3:50 (the next flight, which actually departs at 4:10) was full, but hopefully she’ll be able to get on that one so she’ll be home by 5:35. If not, there’s a 4:25 that arrives only 20 minutes later.

After that, we’ve got three more chances to get her out of Chicago and into my arms.

I pray she gets home today. I don’t think I could take another day by myself. I find that I talk with Dreyfuss as if he could have a conversation with me (sidebar: wouldn’t that be awesome?). I’m listless and I dawdle at everything. I eat out way too much (what’s the point in cooking for one?) and when I eat at home, I have only one meal: grilled cheese. I could make other things, but it’s too much work.

I really miss her and I hope that the next time that we spend this much time apart is, well…NEVER.

What’s amazing is that TONS has happened since she left. My desk got installed. Our bed was delivered. Our curtains got done. She’s going to be coming home to a much different house. Which reminds me…I’d better finish cleaning.

UPDATE: She made the 3:50 (which leaves at 4:10). I am so excited!