I'm off to Miami in the morning for a strategic planning session for an organization I work with. Oh boy.
The meeting will begin late tomorrow afternoon, continue through dinner, and go late into the evening, then start up early again the following morning and the morning thereafter. We finish up by 3 or 4 on Friday, then dash to the airport for the flight home.
Next week, I head out Thursday morning for Long Beach. The pattern: set up a trade show booh on Thursday afternoon, stand at the booth from 10 to 5 on Friday and Saturday and 10 to 3 on Sunday, then dash to the airport to catch a flight home. If I'm lucky, I may get to have dinner at a decent place. The one saving grace: I have an absolutely unbreakable rule: no fast food, ever.
Then, the following week is meeting-free. But February 1 and 2 I'm back in all-day meetings with client boards.
Oh, yeah, baby, this is the life! Glamor, with a capital G.
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