I’ve probably posted something similar to this on numerous Thursdays. I love Thursdays because usually that means I’m on my way home. For the most part I am used to traveling for my job and I have for the most part comes to terms with the fact that traveling is part of my job. I try not to think of it too hard. I try not to think of little moments I miss at home. Anymore anyways. I used to think about it all the time and I used to feel guilty about it. But I choose to do this job which means I choose to have a job where I travel for work. I don’t travel all the time and sometimes I don’t travel for several months and sometimes I’m gone for several weeks straight. But I have a good job that allows us many opportunities we wouldn’t have otherwise. My job is challenging in several ways and I appreciate that. (If you knew me at this time last year, you would have never guessed that I would say this about my job again, but I found a way through to get back to liking it).
But there is nothing like going home (especially on the earlier flight so I get back to Madison at 6:40, what what!!)