Where in the World is Pete today?

In the last month Pete has had to travel again. It's been a really long time since this was the norm and it hit me like a ton of bricks.

1st off was a trip to Detroit. Yes, Detroit. It didn't seem to have much potential (Pete's edits: by the way, these are business trips, so not sure what Julie means by potential? Not much difference from one conference room to another, but I guess going to Detroit just sounds depressing) but in the end Pete had a good time at the progressive dinner that took them to a few really good places through town (this is true, we went to an Iron Chef's restaurant and ordered "Beast of the Day", this should be on all menus). Then he headed home for a few days (the weekend) and was off again on trip #2. This one was in Denver. It was all that was anticipated except for the call he got from his boss.

Scenario:

Tuesday evening

phone rings

Pete: Hi hon. How much do you love me? (always a good opening, eh?)

Me: A lot. What's up?

Pete: I may have to go to Munich. (read, "I have to go to Munich")

Me: When?

Pete: Saturday.

Dead silence.

Me: I'm coming too right?

I did go online just for the sake of it. The cheapest ticket I could find was 1700+ before taxes. A definite no go.

This trip was a quick turn around for international travel. Saturday fly out, Wednesday fly home. At least that was the plan. The flight was canceled in Munich (the plane was smoking, always a bad sign) and he had to stay another day (mainly in the airport). Then in Chicago his flight kept getting delayed. Because Pete is used to it, he'd been watching and caught a different flight. Way to go Pete!

So home Thursday (night @ 9pm), work meeting Friday 8:30am, long day of catch up, Halloween party at work with the kids, Halloween party for us (way fun by the way!), Saturday he got to sleep in and then we had the trunk or treat at church. Sunday he wakes up in a panic because he doesn't know the day. I pat him on the shoulder and tell he it's Sunday go back to sleep. Poor guy!

Monday another work day plus assisting at basketball practice with Courtney and then on another plane at 6am Tuesday (Phoenix, but hey, it's 90 degrees here. nice). What a mess. We're both hoping it will be slower. At least for a little while! (amen)