I think I can...I think I can...I think I can...

...finally make it home to stay for more than 24 hours!

This week has been work horror at it's finest. Last Thursday, I was given the assignment to observe a cash count for one of our casino clients in Muskogee, OK. I make all my arrangements and dutifully head down there Tuesday morning. My job was to start at 3am on Wednesday morning when the casino does their cash drops from the slot machine and gaming tables. But at 7pm on Wednesday, I got the call that the arrangement letter was not signed by the client, so the job was cancelled.

I make arrangements to leave first thing Wednesday morning...and joyously arrive home around 12noon.

I go to the office the next day as usual, only to arrive to an e-mail that said they finally received the arrangement letter from the client and I was to be ready to do my observation at 1:45am Friday morning. Grrrrrrrreat!

Luckily, I hadn't unpacked my suit case yet and the suit inside was still clean. So I rush home and barely make the last flight out of Des Moines to Tulsa for Thursday. I arrive in Tulsa at 8...it's a 80 minute drive to Muskogee from the airport, so if I get there by 9:30...I can sleep from 10-1 and at least be a little rested...right?

Wrong! The Director incharge of the job e-mailed me and said the job was moved up to start at 11:45pm...and again...Grrrrrreat!

So that is where I am at...I have been up since 6am Thursday morning...it is now 8:20pm Friday night and I am not scheduled to arrive in Des Moines until 11pm...add 30 min to get my suitcase and 30 min to drive home so Midnight is my ETA...

Can ya hear me yawning?! I'm now off ot wander O'Hare as I have another 90 min before my flight leaves, in hunt for the closest Starbucks and the biggest cup of coffee they have!