On Wednesday, the bosso and I traveled afar (not really) to visit one of our clients. We were headed to Chicago for a short day trip. The goal was to finally visit one of our long time clients on their turf and to learn about some of their new and very exciting products that they will be launching in 2008. It all sounds simple enough.

I woke up at 5:30 a.m., which is not an easy feat for some one like me who slaps the snooze button as many times as she can possibly get away with. Begrudgingly, I dragged my tired body to a 6:00 a.m. yoga class (don’t judge, I am doing a 30 day yoga challenge- which is another story in itself.)   My overly ambitious self left class 10 minutes early and headed over to my co-worker’s house to take a shower before I had to be at my boss’s house at 7:30 a.m. Of course, I was late. That is just the unintentional way I roll.

On top of being late, my bosso realized that our flight actually left at 8:45 a.m. rather than 9:00 a.m. Then he threatened my employment, by saying “If I don’t get to eat breakfast before we take off, you’re toast.” Chris is a very sarcastic guy. Sometimes I can’t tell if he is joking or not….probably due to the lack of expression in his face and the lack of inflection in his voice.

We made it to the airport on time and Chris was able to grab a slimy turkey and bacon wrap that he kindly offered to share with me. I politely declined.

The flight there was a white knuckled, Hail Mary praying, nauseating flight. As we landed at O’Hare I noticed a lovely blanket of snow on the ground. Then I found out that before 6:00 p.m. we were supposed to get another 10 to 12 inches. Greeeeaaaaat.

We left the airport in a car with a driver named Jeb. We were facing a 50 mile drive to Woodstock, IL and the snow was a fallin’. Chris and I  used this time to figure each other out. I learned quite a bit about my ginormous boss (he is like 6’ 5” and kind of intimidating). He used to play football for the Detroit Lions and then went to Europe to play American Football over there. He has a ton of interesting and random friends. His wife, Liza, and he have been together since college. His kids all have very distinct personalities and all excel in different areas of life. They even have a well trained little dog that never pees on anything.

Finally, after an hour and a half in the car listening to Chris and watching Jeb drive through the endless falling snow, we made it to our client’s office. The meeting went well. I got to put some names with faces and learned quite a bit about what 2008 holds for them. All in all, it was a good meeting.

As we left their office, there was another ten inches of snow on the ground. We almost died in the car and on the plane. And I somehow managed to make it back to Indianapolis.

Have you ever started telling a story and realized that there was no point? I am sure that there is an interesting blog in here somewhere, but it is late Friday afternoon and my creativity is as abundant as my energy which seems to have gone home early today.

Have a great weekend!