Back From the Brink...I Think...
Back From the Brink...I Think...
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Traveling for work: What does that do for a lackluster marriage? Does absence make the heart grow fonder, or does it provide a safe chance to test the waters of independence?
When you're in Phoenix from Boston, it's not the latter, there's not much to do here as compared to my home city. After each day's conference sessions end, a group of bored co-workers heads to a mediocre restaurant. And there's not enough energy left at the end of a long day to make more of these evenings out.
There is some flirting, for sure, among the youngest attendees — particularly the students here on scholarship. And why not? This is an atmospheric sciences convention, a gathering of geeks; they need to get it while they can.
But the researchers wish they were home with their families; the product peddlers are here to wine and dine; the National Weather Service folks are relieved for a break from the field, but someone has yet to show them how to clean themselves up. The NASA and Lockheed folks are aloof — who knows what's going on there.
What's going on with me? I'm just getting through this jam-packed week, marketing forthcoming titles and talking to potential authors, all for a book program I'm losing interest in. The light at the end of the tunnel is Rob's arrival this afternoon. No, really. He's my greatest comfort and closest friend. When he gets here, everything will normalize. We must be on our way back from the brink.
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