I am participating in 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes 2019 (all of my submissions can be found here).
Today’s prompt is: MEMORY
The last couple of days didn’t go exactly as planned.
We took a short trip, to Orlando Sunday for a concert, then on to Port Richey because Wayne had a business meeting. Since I can work from anywhere (yay virtual work!), we decided I would tag along for a change of pace and to keep him company.
We planned to go to Tarpon Springs for Greek Food last night, but both of us had felt a tiny bit marginal the day prior (Monday on the way to Port Richey). By Tuesday, it was clear Wayne was worse than marginal. He made it through the day’s meetings, but we skipped the Greek food trip and did something a bit more stripped down foodwise.
Today, he had to skip the fun part of the meeting (it sounded fun to me at least — visiting Weeki Wachee). So there we were, him in bed in a hotel room. Me working on my laptop. Not too exotic.
The hotel gave us a 1:00 checkout when we checked in on Monday, but I knew I needed about another hour (at least) to finish my work.
No problem, I thought. I’ll just set up in the lobby and finish my work.
I completed a conference call I needed to be on, then went to tackle my work.
And I could. not. get. connected. to. the. Internet. It wanted me to be staying at Hilton still, so that was out. My hotspot wouldn’t connect. I tried going to a different physical location (near him) No go. I went back to my original spot, starting to freak out slightly due to the deadline nature of our work.
He came to me to return my power cord, which I had left behind, and I snapped (a bit).
I guess it’s a testimony to 27 years of marriage that he took being snapped at in stride. He knows how I feel about my work and how freakishly seriously I take it.
So we didn’t have any OPA! moments on this trip, but I have the memory of patience from my spouse, which is actually probably more important.