I like business trips, and I'm not ashamed to say it. I like having my own hotel room, where I don't have to think about what to make for dinner, or worry about library books and permission slips gone missing. I like knowing that I can sleep in (though I never do), and soak in a gleaming white tub (which I do). Granted, I don't do tons of business travel so it's still a special treat. It's also different now that my girl is growing up, and I don't feel quite as guilty about leaving. I use to worry endlessly that my absence would be horrible for Risa emotionally and just as hard on my husband practically. (Single mothers, as always, I salute you). My point is, it's easier now that Risa is eight, an we can talk about my travel, chat on the phone, and make helpful calendars. Here's my favorite system we created: Risa makes ME notes when I travel. She sneaks them in my suitcase, one for each night I'm away.
This Thursday, I'll be heading to Galveston, Texas to present at the "Mind, Body, Spirit" conference. I'm excited to explain my projects, share my ideas/beliefs, get inspired by other wellness speakers, and hopefully get some hot Texas sun on my pasty winter self. And, yes, I am looking forward to having two love letters stashed in my suitcase waiting for me (along with a few days of crisp white sheets, a quiet room, and a bathroom sink free of spit-out toothpaste).