Oy! If this was the Amazing Race, we'd have been booted out first round - horrific considering I know how to speak two languages and drive a stick shift! James and I didn't bother looking at the flight schedule and that it changed from the usual 4:10 departure to 3:30pm and by the time we relized the change, flew down to Miami, checked the bags in and returned the rental car, we were still too late to make the flight. So with baited breath (and curse words under it) we got a new rental car and I made the executive decision to say screw it, we're going to Key West. So here I sit on a mini vacation with two hours of the beach under my belt (and two beers at 4pm) and feeling a bit better and nonchalant about the whole thing (surprise I know, but Lexapro 20mg is a great thing). So now we'll be taking off on Tuesday the 8th, the pets are safely relaxing at the boarders and I'm going to waste away in Margaritaville tonight and get some last minute red meat - this has been a common phrase I've used for the past two weeks and would explain the 10 lbs I've acquired since my mini-breakdown.
For those that don't know or I've been too distracted to contact, I managed to convince my bosses to let me work from home in India as a contractor, doing the same duties and then some, which while no means rocket science, is a blessing in disguise to keep my sanity as I learned the hard way in Belgium.
I have also decided once I get to India to devote a new mini-blog to the Monkey Man myth, Rob Morris at work gave me a great title to call the blog, which of course I've now forgotten, but that will be my mini-project and if I go to New Delhi for no other reason than to research this "phenomenon" my life will have meaning ;)
Anyway, off to go drink some more in Key West TTFN, and oh pooh. Stay tuned for the details from the flight...
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