Checking in to say hi

Hello, everyone! It has been a few days since I last checked in. All is well.

I am in the States and I am having a great time so far. I have been constantly in motion since Thursday. Luckily, it will be a slower-paced Monday.

I did take in a Minnesota Wild game on Sunday afternoon. The team won. Yay! It was my first time seeing the team win at home.

I hope that you are all doing well. I'll write more soon.

Packing for a work trip and using up my Groupons

I'm starting to pack for my work trip. I leave on Saturday.

I have to rent a car. I get picked up late on Saturday morning by the car rental place. I won't be able to sleep in as late as I like, but I can still sleep in a bit.

My original plan was to see a friend along my road trip, but I decided to reverse it and see her when I drive home. It works better that way.

I have a number of Groupons to use before I leave. Ah, the fun of not using them as quickly as I should have!

Sleeping in is wonderful

My guy and I share a love for sleeping in on weekends. He likes sleeping in, whether he is on the road or at home.

I'm a bit different. When I am on the road, I like being out and about. I don't sleep in too late. I like to see what's around the area. He isn't that adventurous.

I was exhausted last night. I first slept for eight hours. I then took a nap later on in the day that ended up being 1.5 hours.

I enjoy my weekends. I remember being a grad student and not having that luxury of sleeping in. I can't imagine being a grad student again. I like my weekends to relax and do whatever I'd like, including sleeping.

It's the long Easter weekend. I have two more nights to sleep in. It's nice

Sleeping in and departing home

My guy loves to sleep. I affectionately call him my sleepyhead.

In Dallas, I left a day before he was scheduled to head back home. I let him sleep in till noon. I then gently woke him up by squeezing his arm. He took the pillow off his head.

"Hey," he said.
"Hey," I replied, kissing his head. "I have to go."
"What time is it?" he asked me.
"It's 12:15 pm," I replied.

I hugged him in bed. He caressed my head. It was a nice, loving moment.

Like the gentleman that he is, he helped open the hotel door for me as I got my luggage out to the hallway. Naturally, we kissed and hugged.

I love our quiet moments. They are memorable and are full of love, even when he just woke up and is in sleepyhead mode.

Being late, sleeping in, and meeting for lunch

My guy is safely back home. He arrived on Saturday night.

On Friday evening, my guy and I chatted over Skype. I was so tired the night before that I didn't hear my alarm go off. I told my guy the story.

"I finally heard my alarm clock nine minutes later. I was late going to work by nine minutes," I confirmed.
"You were late by nine minutes? That's it?" he asked me, almost disapprovingly.
"Yes, that's late for me. I rarely oversleep," I replied.
"That's nothing," he replied.
"Well, yes, compared to your track record. Your alarm goes off and you let it continue for ten minutes before it shuts off. If you are energetic, you will hit the snooze button several times before you finally feel like getting out of bed," I noted.
"You know me too well," he admitted.

May he sleep in for most of this week, except for Friday. He has a flight to catch in the afternoon that day. We are meeting for lunch and then I get to take him to the airport.

"You know that I can take a taxi to the airport and the company will pay for it, right?" he mentioned.
"I know. I want to spend more time with you before you go," I reasoned.
"That's would be nice," he said. "I don't want you to go out of your way."
"It's on my way to my medical appointment, sweetie," I noted.

It's nice to look forward to Friday already.