I can't believe I have to go to work tomorrow
Had a nice weekend. Actually enjoyed DC a great deal. Site-seeing isn't high on my must do list, but watching Ian site-see was great.
But we walked the length of the Washington mall atleast 4 times, the width at least 4 and we walked Capitol hill, all the steps at all the memorials and 2 museums all between 9am Sat and noon today. My feet are killing me. The hotel was nice , the food was pretty nice. Ian thought it was the best hotel ever, each meal was the best meal ever. We went on a tour last night and saw many of the memorials again illuminated in the dark. Of course he's exhausted and spent an hour tonight crying because he has such a good time and he didn't want it to end. I told him we would think of some great NYC tourist stuff that we never do and have a special weekend here soon.
Ian is very good company but I am still rather worn out from 3 days of all Ian , all the time and no one else and no breaks (we only spend about 4 hours total awake at the hotel) I've listened to all my voice mails and checked all my emails so hopefully there will be no surprises at the office tomorrow. This week has some pretty sucky occasions scheduled. Meetings with mean old men, one of my mgr's last day with no replacement yet in sight.
I kind of squandered my week with out Ian working late each night. I know it was for the best but I'm sad and tired. I know I sing the refrain to this pity-ditty constantly.
The good things about this weekend
- Dinner with Ian Friday night
- Ian taking pictures at the Capital in the Rotunda
- The planetarium at the Air and Space Museum
- The Washington Monument on an incredibly clear sunny day
- Ian's joy at seeing the Lincoln memorial in the dark
- Ian taking pictures of the white house
- The FDR memorial
- having the money available to not scrimp on food or cabs or souvenirs
But we walked the length of the Washington mall atleast 4 times, the width at least 4 and we walked Capitol hill, all the steps at all the memorials and 2 museums all between 9am Sat and noon today. My feet are killing me. The hotel was nice , the food was pretty nice. Ian thought it was the best hotel ever, each meal was the best meal ever. We went on a tour last night and saw many of the memorials again illuminated in the dark. Of course he's exhausted and spent an hour tonight crying because he has such a good time and he didn't want it to end. I told him we would think of some great NYC tourist stuff that we never do and have a special weekend here soon.
Ian is very good company but I am still rather worn out from 3 days of all Ian , all the time and no one else and no breaks (we only spend about 4 hours total awake at the hotel) I've listened to all my voice mails and checked all my emails so hopefully there will be no surprises at the office tomorrow. This week has some pretty sucky occasions scheduled. Meetings with mean old men, one of my mgr's last day with no replacement yet in sight.
I kind of squandered my week with out Ian working late each night. I know it was for the best but I'm sad and tired. I know I sing the refrain to this pity-ditty constantly.
The good things about this weekend
- Dinner with Ian Friday night
- Ian taking pictures at the Capital in the Rotunda
- The planetarium at the Air and Space Museum
- The Washington Monument on an incredibly clear sunny day
- Ian's joy at seeing the Lincoln memorial in the dark
- Ian taking pictures of the white house
- The FDR memorial
- having the money available to not scrimp on food or cabs or souvenirs