The Blahs

12 days in a row, no time off. And August is traditionally slow in the trave business - everyone is either on vacation, or getting kids ready for school - I usually clean my files, my desk - not this year. I've been insanely busy. I almost always find time to blog, and to visit others during the day - not this week. Not so much the week before. I've had to work.

It started with the Shampoo Bombers, of course, the busy part. I had clients stuck in London, and missed the first day of a cruise because flights were cancelled. Other clients arrived late in Stockholm, and their scheduled transfer driver failed to show up - he met their original flight, they weren't there, and he left - and it took 8 days to get compensation back from the cruise line. Then a client called because his ticket and his companion's were for different days of travel. THAT was entirely my mistake, and I almost had a heart attack. We fixed it, but it cost me a lot. I don't make a lot of mistakes at work, but when I do, they are doozies.

By the time Saturday arrived, I was barely competent to walk, let alone drive a car. But I drove, went to get my hair done, nails, prepare for my trip. A movie with friends (Trust the Man, it's new and it is very funny!). Today I am cleaining house, doing laundry, thinking about packing. Four days of work, then Friday I leave for Australia.

Truly, the world could have blown up last week and I would have been unable to think about it. So I ask this: is the reason most Americans don't think about what's really going on in the world, is that reason because they are overworked, underpaid, and exhausted?