Working out of town has its benefits (good pay, lots of private time, hotel and airline points) but during the summer I really just want to hang out at home by the pool.
Not my pool, I don't have a pool. I use my next-door neighbor's pool.
Anyway, summer just started and I think just about every other weekend is booked. This weekend I'm flying to Providence, Rhode Island to partake in some Forced-Family-Fun with my in-laws. In July, we're spending a few weekends in Toronto (I have these Hyatt points to use up and they expire at the end of August), and I want to try to get my ass to New York City at some point to see my sissy and her new house.
In August I have BlogHer and we have a week scheduled in the Outer Banks and I have an Ophthalmology go-live in there somehere. Then it's September and Will goes back to school and the neighbors will close up the pool (sob) and I'll be trying to plan our trip to Clearwater Beach in February.
I usually take a week off during the summer to lounge around but there's no time this year. Boo.