Those exhausting social events


The past two weeks were exhausting for me. Too much output, not enough recharge.

First I had a trip to DC to work on a project with a group of people who have never met each other before. The weather was in the upper 90’s with high humidity. Keeping in mind I live in Montana, it sucked.

I was the only person who was familiar with DC, so I became the appointed travel guide.


The week wasn’t actually too bad since the rain kept people somewhat close to the airport. Plus I used the “jet lag” excuse to get back early.

Saturday we went to a wedding so we didn’t get home until late, and then Monday morning I was back on a plane. This time heading to Dallas.

More heat.

A lot more energy.

This was with our region. Except for management, most of the people haven’t met each other in person, so this was a big deal.

So big that every single night after our meetings there were social events planned.


And being management, I was expected to be there.

Sometimes in life you just have to bite the bullet and do things that are not comfortable.

The first night we all got in was a get together at the hotel bar.

I’m not much of a drinker. Especially when it involves work. Not only was my boss there, but so were my employees. Just not an environment I like to put myself in.

Unfortunately within minutes I had three beers sitting in front of me.


The next night’s event was a Texas Rangers game. I am a big baseball fan, but I was not looking forward to being in a group in the 100 degree heat. When I go to a baseball game, I am there to watch the game.

I was the only one wanting to watch the game apparently.

The next night was dinner at a fancy steakhouse. Me traveling to another state for steak is like me traveling to another state to look at the mountains. Just doesn’t make much sense…but I sucked it up and had an overpriced steak which I could have cooked better on one of my grills.

Oh well. Only one night left.

This was the worst.

For one, I was on my last leg. I didn’t feel very well and was totally exhausted from not having been able to recharge at all.

The last night was bar food and karaoke.

Yeah, karaoke.

No, I didn’t participate.

Yes, I was asked…and asked…and asked.

Anyway, I am finally back home. I got some fishing in over the weekend which helped refresh myself a bit. I am taking two four day weekends off…so that should help too. My son had his first pitch baseball game last night and got his first hit of the season. That was awesome.

Aerosmith still hasn’t contacted me.


Hotel living…Introvert Style


Is there anything better for an introvert than a hotel?

I’m sure there is, but today I am going to act like there isn’t.

If you have read any of my posts, you know that last week I was in Denver for a week of meetings. Oddly enough, my headphones actually kept people from talking to me for my flights, so that was a win.

I have to give a shout out plug for the Doubletree Hotel that I stayed at. I have stayed at this hotel for probably close to a total of four months over the past three or four years, so they certainly know me by now and take care of me.

As an introvert, they are perfect for me.

Their shuttle shows up about every half hour at the airport. You don’t have to call, and it’s free.

I got in a little later than usual due to a delayed flight. “We have an unexpected situation in the lavatory” is not something you want to hear right before boarding, but I guess it was fixed.

Anyway, it was nearly 8:00 p.m. when I got in, so I didn’t really want to eat. Standing in line to check-in to the hotel, I was already looking at the restaurant for the overpriced bottles of water…but it wasn’t needed. Two warm cookies and two cold bottles of water were presented to me when I checked in. Not the best dinner, but I didn’t have to come back down to the lobby after unpacking.

I mentioned once before to them my preference was a room away from the elevators, and they must have put it in the computer because once again I was at the end of the hall.


The best part about hotels, though, is that if I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have to leave the room for anything…other than the meetings. When hungry, I could either order room service or from my best road friend Grubhub. If I forgot something from my bathroom bag, I would just have to call down and they would bring it to me.

On the day of checking out, the receipt was under my door so I didn’t even have to go to the desk.

There have actually been times where I haven’t had to talk to anyone the entire time. Perfect!

Anyway, I am done traveling out of state for four weeks. Then I have a back-to-back trip to Washington DC and then to Dallas the next week.

I’m happy to be home, and look forward to catching up on everyone else’s blogs that I missed.