So at the very end of May (after Memorial Day) I was drafted by Boss 3 (Boss 1 is my immediate supervisor, Boss 2 is his boss, Boss 3 is over him) to go to a recent acquisition because disaster on the books related to inventory and costing.  In addition to Boss 3 another costing expert and 2 controllers (both of who have been working with this location) were there.  I haven't traveled for work since November 2012.  The Mom situation kept me tied to home (more or less) for a couple of years.  I do know that my name was mentioned from time to time with situations but Boss 2 told them no (and I am very grateful for that) because he knew the situation and that my stress level was off the chart.  But things are more settled now and he left it up to me.  I said yes, because it has been that long since I've been off special projects like this. 

I've got notes about amusing traveling with boss 3 anecdotes to share.  But I'm pooped.  And I have a suitcase of dirty laundry.  And the feline headship is most upset with me for leaving her for five days.  (I got scolded for dashing to the grocery store for a few things this morning). 

I'm glad to be home.  In my own bed.  With my own food.  With my own shampoo and conditioner (yeah that's a mistake that won't be repeated) with my own car (Boss 3 had the rental car so at times I felt a bit trapped).  With my own TV (I cut cable and do most of my viewing via apps on my Roku, I was reminded this week why I cut cable.  80 channels - nothing on).  With the ability to change my mind on what I want to wear and not be trapped by what I put in my suitcase. 

Now to get over the shock of Leaving Connecticut where is was in the 70's all week and adjusting to upper 90's here in Mid-Mo.