Home Again, Home Again

I was out of town for 36 hours, exactly. It feels like I've been gone for 4 days. I don't know why. Is time slowing down, or is it just me?

Here's what I did:

1. 6:30 a.m. Friday, woke up, showered, shampooed and shined.
2. 7:30 a.m. went to Redmond, OR airport where I stood in line for about 20 seconds to make it through security. Easy peasy.
3. 8:30 a.m. flew to Seattle, got a rental car, started driving to my meeting in Redmond WA. I wonder how many Redmonds could I visit in a day?
4. 10:30 a.m. got stuck in bumper to bumper traffic near downtown Seattle, and remembered why I like living in Bend. Called boss to prep for meeting.
5. 11:30 a.m. had my meeting, it went well, feeling good, called boss.
6. 12:40 p.m., drove back to Capitol Hill in Seattle and wandered around, had lunch and worked on my laptop while flirting with cute bartender.
7. 3:00 p.m., went to "hip" loft studio to help set up for big party and fashion show for 500.
8. 4:20 p.m. spent 20 minutes attempting to fix myself up to look half as beautiful as the beautiful people setting up the party and practicing their modeling on the runway.
9. 4:45 p.m., called boss to prep for client meeting.
10. 5:00 p.m., met new clients and old friends at pre-party party. Forgot wallet in car, had to ask friend to pay the bill.
11. 6:00 p.m., took my group to the party. We had passes to the inner sanctum, but were told we couldn't enter until after the fashion show. Apparently, only the models and their handlers were allowed until 7:00 p.m. Still can't figure out why they were so quick to assume we weren't models or handlers.
12. 6:30 p.m. drank Vodka and Lavender soda with clients and ate lobster "corn dogs."
13. 7:30 p.m. scored seats in front of the runway with old friend/new client, a lovable tech nerd, who proceeded to tell me why the Milan fashion shows he went to with his super model relatives were far superior. It seems the models had feathers sticking out of their heads in Milan.
14. 9:00 p.m. convinced said Milan expert to let my company pitch services to his company. We can get feathers, and we know people who make custom feathers.
15. 9:30 p.m. heard from friends who babysat my other clients, that both are going to work with us. Feeling good, had another drink.
16. 9:45 p.m called boss to report all the good news.
17. 10:00 p.m. went to late dinner with an old friend, and ate pork chops.
18. 11:45 p.m. finally found my way to my brother in law's house, by calling him 3 times while driving.
19. 12:00 a.m. talked to brother-in-law about his upcoming world wide walking tour of Spain, India and Africa, and shared video blogging ideas to broadcast trip, live.
20. 1:15 a.m. put in earplugs to drown out snoring, and took an Ambien to kick start me into sleep land.
21. 8:00 a.m. boss called to chat about to do list for Monday.
22. 9:00 a.m. called home, talked to kids. Boy won the raffle prize at school carnival! Feeling a little homesick.
23. 9:30 a.m. went to African restaurant for delicious breakfast with brother-in-law and drank the best coffee I've ever had.
24. 12:00 p.m. walked 45 minutes down to Qwest stadium to see the Dalai Lama speak.
25. 2:00 p.m. wondered if I was enlightened, or just getting sunburned.
26. 3:30 p.m took cab back to my car on Capitol Hill, found my way back to airport.
27. 4:30 p.m. turned in my rental car, checked in, proceeded to airport security.
28. 5:00 p.m. had my bag searched in security line, including all my zip lock bags of feminine items, held up for everyone to see. So embarrassing.
29. 6:15 p.m. boarded plane back to Bend. Read New Yorker article about George Clooney.
30. 7:25 p.m. landed in Redmond, where my husband was waiting for me.

Jigeddy Jig.