Me, myself, and everybody
So here I am sitting in my hotel room in San Francisco on Day 4 of a business trip. Just me, myself and I. And boy am I bored. It's fairly ironic. As a parent I often find myself wishing for even a moment of privacy. I've found myself contemplating driving to the nearest gas station so that I can use the restroom in peace. And now I've hit the jackpot. An entire week to myself! and I just realized that this is not what I wanted. There are so many things that are made better by being with someone else. I've ran into numerous situations this week where I've missed having someone to share them with. For example, I went to a local burger joint, got my order and went to sit down at a table by myself. The dining experience is not meant for one person. For starters, even the smallest table has two chairs. Then, a few minutes into my meal I had to use the men's room and as I stood up I found myself wondering how the bus boy wou...