I’m writing this at 2:45 AM. I’m supposed to be awake in a little over an hour.

I’ve had about 2 hours sleep tonight.

See, when I got to work yesterday at 2 PM I expected I would be going to work today at the same time. Then, a coworker who is also training a group at The Job let me know that he was being forced to work on a separate project, and since I was co-training with someone else he asked if there was any way I could take his class for the next two days.

Classes that start at 6AM. Meaning I have to be there at 5.

After not going to bed until around 4 for the past two weeks.

Oh, and my manager told him to come to us for this.

I got about an hour and a half at around 10 PM, and I’m going to try to get some more sleep after finishing this. This will be a long, long day.

Out.

So, I’m doing my first company road trip.

Surprisingly, I’m pretty excited about this. Myself and two other guys were sent up from the town that hosts Wetwired Central up to OKC, where I’ll spend the week, return home Friday, and likely return next week. The trip up today wasn’t too bad (and I got paid for the whole thing, natch) despite an hour-long layover in Dallas. 7 hours of time logged for travel alone ain’t bad, especially when you add an additional hour for going up to the office here in town to meet with the managers we’re interviewing with.

I’ve been wanting this for a while, actually. I’ve been wanting to do travel, and the opportunity came up. Hence, I’m sitting here in a hotel, typing on my laptop while the football game plays on tv.

Life is pretty good, sometimes. Not always, but sometimes.

Out.