Monday, September 18, 2006

The Ten Things I Learned In Maine

1. Maine is truly beautiful. I love it there. My mom used to live there for many years and it holds so many memories, both nice and sad. But the white houses with black shutters, the pungent green, the rolling hills, the beautiful harbors and cozy little towns all come together to create a constant postcard, no matter what view you see it from. I do love Maine.

2. Not everyone needs “alone” time. Which surprises me. I figured I’d get some break, some time away from the ladies I spend 40 hours a week with. But alas, it seemed unheard of to them, and surprised most everyone when I begged out for a walk alone to the harbor. I found my mind getting frustrated and agitated with each additional minute of banter. Didn’t anyone just want to take a walk alone? I suppose not, very strange

3. A dog, even if it isn’t yours, makes everything a little bit better.

4. A private company jet is by far the best way to travel. Walk in, get on, take off and you’re done. Plus there were drinks and Cheez-Its for everyone, I was a total rock star.

5. Memories and emotions can pop up on you pretty quick, even when you’re expecting them to.

6. Home is the greatest place on earth.

7. Even though I found this weekend frustrating, sad and anxiety-ridden, the ladies I work with continue to be my luckiest break in the past few years. I hid my anxiety pretty well, and with the aid of a little bit of vodka, actually had some fun. And great food. Really good food.

8. Chicago’s steel and glass mountains are just as beautiful as Maine’s grassy and stony ones.

9. I’ve been a nightmare to my boyfriend due to my dreading of this trip. I owe him one, or twenty.

10. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. I don’t know why that is on this list; I just needed a tenth thing.

I'm home!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ummm. You were gone for 2 days. Not 2 years.

James

Hixx said...

I've told you before and I'll tell you again.

I was gone for FOUR days.

And you can barely stand to talk to anyone for 5 minutes.

So...poop on you. I'm not falling for it.