Monday, October 6, 2008

Another Airport Message

I'm sitting in the SeaTac airport, waiting to board yet another flight. This time it is to Boise, Idaho. Dad and I are headed there to meet up with another member of Remodelers Advantage, a national consultant group we are both members of. We are going to check out his business, how he is set up, and take a look at how he runs his operations.

We are also going to stop by Fusion Set, the company currently hired for our marketing. We will be able to see their offices and how they are set up. Then Chad, the other RA member, Dad, and I are going to drive together down to Salt Lake City, UT where Dad and I will pick up our rental car from the SLC airport before heading up the mountains to Park City. Park City is like SLC's Whistler; a ritzy, upscale ski resort. Dad actually worked on some of the first buildings in the area when we were living down in SLC. We have our second annual RA meeting there. So for three days I will be in long meetings with remodelers from around the nation (a few are even from Canada). It will be intense because it never ends. You talk business at breakfast, lunch and dinner. Then, when I finally get back to the hotel room and all I want to do is sleep and rest my little brain, Dad wants to keep talking business. I love this, I really do, but sometimes enough is enough.

It's pretty funny. We have been sitting in the airport at our gate for about 20 minutes, before Dad realised his forgot his cell phone in the truck. This is really bad news because he stays in contact with the crews and subs throughout the meetings, so no cell phone means no contact (he hates my blackberry, it is too complicated and the buttons are too small). He ran to catch a cab, to go back to the hotel, to come back to the airport, and back through security before our plane leaves. A part me is really happy cause now he can't tease me for the disaster I caused when I slept in and missed our flight to meet the cruise ship when Nichole and I flew went to Mexico. At least when I got to the airport, I had all my stuff.

Well, I better get going. it is getting close to boarding, and I better figure out if I am boarding or finding another flight. Here go, another day in my life!


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