Hey all! Today one of my friends, also named Rachel, is sharing her tuesday with us. I met her at church one Sunday, we invited her over for dinner, and now we have "FHE" (Family Home Evening) together, which basically we just pick a religious topic and discuss...and by discuss I'm not kidding, she's over around 8 and has yet to leave before 11! We enjoy talking with her. Rachel is very smart, has a good perspective and is a very "real" person. I like her. Any ways, here's a glimpse into her life:
Hello Playing House readers! My name is also Rachel and I'm this week’s lucky guest blogger for Rachel’s Typical Tuesday post.
I live in beautiful Seattle, Washington. But wait, though. Before you settle in and get all ready for that kinda stuff, I work as a consultant for one of the “big 4” firms, which often sends me to companies around the country. I kinda feel like a female version of George Clooney's character in Up in the Air. This week (and for the foreseeable future) it’s northwest Arkansas, which is how I had the joy (seriously!) of meeting Ms. Rachel and her lovely family. They're so cool. They let me hang with them after the kids go down for bed and we talk about everything under the sun (er, "FHE"). Anyway. I am working on a hush-hush project with a hush-hush team at a hush-hush client, so sadly you won’t see the stuff that makes up most of my work weeks. But don’t cry for me, Argentina. I adore my work. Probably means I have a few screws loose but whatev.
My travel schedule has me flying out on Sundays and back home Thursdays. However, this week I had a work event in Seattle on Monday, so this Tuesday became my travel day. My “Typical Tuesday” (today, anyway) began around 5am in spite of a long, event-filled and sleep-deprived Monday. I wake to a music call alarm on my phone, alternating between such gems as All of the Lights (Kanye) and Dog Days are Over (Florence + the Machine). Confession: sometimes, I just stay in bed and listen to the song all the way through (or 3x?) before finally hitting dismiss and dragging my sorry self out of bed. This morning was a 2x through kind of morning.
|Confession: I listen to dance music and I'm not ashamed!|
|blue cars must be the new black?|
|oh, delta... i love to hate you.|
allowed me to hustle on past that yucky line and jump on in line right before the security checkpoint.
|booya! toooootally empty up in here.|
Of course, that empty little line still feeds right into the same security checkpoint chaos, so after waiting behind a bunch of slow people and then getting some smokin' hot xray pictures of my privates taken, I get to the gate with plenty of time (cough, 2 minutes) to spare before boarding,
|hello, my old friend.|
then settle in for the first leg of my trip (4 hours) spent in a free upgrade to first class (hellooo, omelet and fruit breakfast!) with the wireless access and my actual work, which again, I won't bore you with those details. I will say this, about that: thank you, baby Jesus, for inventing the internet, and thank you, baby Jesus, for letting us use the internet while above 10,000 feet.
After I land in Minneapolis, it's now afternoon due to central time. I have about an hour and 20 mins before the next flight, and I'm a little antsy and pent up, so I hike around the terminal in the meantime. I guess deep down I hope the brief bouts of activity will counteract all those hours cooped up in an airplane seat and cooped up in the office. FYI? Not exactly workin'! Considering how dang heavy my laptop bag is and dragging around the rollerboard, this isn't a bad workout though.
|landed in F, flight out in A|
Here I am munching on a stick of jerky, checking my messages, fb, google reader, and tossing back a couple of neverending (at my pace, anyway) words with friends with my sis in law before hopping onto my next flight.
|Um, basically I suck at words with friends. |
my SIL has me beat by almost double.
My next flight is a small plane and a quick flight (hour and a half) on a little regional jet.
|hello, little CRJ!|
|I think in flight is the only time I will ever choose a spicy tomato juice.|
I land in Arkansas a little after 5pm central time, so there you have today's "8-5 workday". Pretty strenuous, right?
|welcome to arkansas!|
|you may think it's nice to have a maid, but...|
|pathetic attempt, I know.|
|candlelight yoga, sans candles|
I know my day wasn't all that exciting or family-filled, but I hope you all enjoyed reading my typical Tuesday anyway! Thanks for having me Rachel!
No, no. Thank YOU Rachel.
Check out Rachel's blog HERE.
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