Cool layer to this story is the amazing little girl behind Billie's stage name- Eilish Holton and her family were the epitome of resilience. Her life makes your excellent points beautifully.
Than you Hank. After meeting with clients all day, wonderful people who have become dear friends over the years, Building Resilience hit home. My clients are all a little snarkey because winter has a death grip here in Eastern Idaho too. The good folks I see tomorrow will get a little bit of Hank 1 and 2.
Once again, thanks for sharing your personal stories, Hank. Many of us can relate to the delusion of "travel glamour". Working on the "road" seems like something anyone would love to do; until they do it. After retiring from years at a desk job, I became a traveling consultant, contracting with the state of Michigan (your old stompin' grounds, if I am not mistaken), so once a month, I would travel from Minnesota to Lansing, MI for a week of work. Living at an average hotel, eating average food, with little to do at night but prepare for the next day, became tedious after the first few trips. Then, to add even more "glamour" to the trips, I regularly had postponed, delayed, or even cancelled flights to get back home, resulting in hours sitting in airports (ever spend time in the Lansing airport?) One time, my bags were loaded up at the Detroit airport (Lansing flight was cancelled but, that's another story) and right before we were to board the plane at 7;00 p.m, the flight was cancelled due to weather in MN. I had to resort to finding an area hotel, get a cab over to the hotel, book a room with nothing but my computer bag and spend the night at the hotel. The next morning, I got dressed in the same clothes (sans toothbrush, deodorant, etc. as the hotel "does not provide those amenities for our guests"), get a cab back to the airport where they had unloaded our bags during the night, pick up my bag and catch a flight back to Minneapolis a full day after I expected to. Luckily, I had my ear buds and Apple music on my phone to sink into a semi-comatose state for the flight home. ( A couple of in-flight beers helped, too) So much for the "glamour of travel".
Post note: After this trip, COVID hit and I began working from my home office and I've never been stranded in an airport for work since. :)
Thank you for referencing GWAR in your thoughts. I’ve never come across a reading that weaves death metal and cooking duck so seamlessly. Thanks, Hank!
😘💚 Nice piece
Drive safely!
So true. Great reminders. Thanks, Hank. Keep on hanging in there. ❄️
These two lessons are words to live by. Thanks for this.
Cool layer to this story is the amazing little girl behind Billie's stage name- Eilish Holton and her family were the epitome of resilience. Her life makes your excellent points beautifully.
And the adventure continues… GWAR - bet only the two of us know that crazy group!
Nice article. Please keep sharing what y’all are doing. Real life happening. Glad it worked out for you. Enjoy your trip & safe travels.
Spoken like a true pragmatist: “Lesson: It’ll all work out, even if not as you expect it”.
Than you Hank. After meeting with clients all day, wonderful people who have become dear friends over the years, Building Resilience hit home. My clients are all a little snarkey because winter has a death grip here in Eastern Idaho too. The good folks I see tomorrow will get a little bit of Hank 1 and 2.
It will all work out - I like to say, ‘the dude abides’ 😊
Once again, thanks for sharing your personal stories, Hank. Many of us can relate to the delusion of "travel glamour". Working on the "road" seems like something anyone would love to do; until they do it. After retiring from years at a desk job, I became a traveling consultant, contracting with the state of Michigan (your old stompin' grounds, if I am not mistaken), so once a month, I would travel from Minnesota to Lansing, MI for a week of work. Living at an average hotel, eating average food, with little to do at night but prepare for the next day, became tedious after the first few trips. Then, to add even more "glamour" to the trips, I regularly had postponed, delayed, or even cancelled flights to get back home, resulting in hours sitting in airports (ever spend time in the Lansing airport?) One time, my bags were loaded up at the Detroit airport (Lansing flight was cancelled but, that's another story) and right before we were to board the plane at 7;00 p.m, the flight was cancelled due to weather in MN. I had to resort to finding an area hotel, get a cab over to the hotel, book a room with nothing but my computer bag and spend the night at the hotel. The next morning, I got dressed in the same clothes (sans toothbrush, deodorant, etc. as the hotel "does not provide those amenities for our guests"), get a cab back to the airport where they had unloaded our bags during the night, pick up my bag and catch a flight back to Minneapolis a full day after I expected to. Luckily, I had my ear buds and Apple music on my phone to sink into a semi-comatose state for the flight home. ( A couple of in-flight beers helped, too) So much for the "glamour of travel".
Post note: After this trip, COVID hit and I began working from my home office and I've never been stranded in an airport for work since. :)
Thank you for referencing GWAR in your thoughts. I’ve never come across a reading that weaves death metal and cooking duck so seamlessly. Thanks, Hank!