I don’t enjoy traveling as much as I used to. I did a fair amount of it in my last job. Don’t get me wrong; it’s fun to see new places, go to conferences, network, and learn about a lot of stuff that I wouldn’t be exposed to locally. Part of me though just really hates leaving my family.

Part of it is an irrational “what if” something happened. I can’t imagine not seeing my kids grow up. I know the chance of something bad happening when I travel is less likely than me winning the lottery (probably less likely than just driving around town). It’s completely irrational. I still buy lottery tickets every once and awhile, too, though.

Anyway, I’m not really packed yet. I’ll take Kylie to school in the morning then come back and pack and get ready to go. Once I’m at the airport, I’ll have time to do some work. I should have awhile there tomorrow.