I came home today.
I’ve been on the road for the last 10 days. Long days at the office. Meetings over breakfast and dinner. And I never get much sleep in a hotel.
But I came home today…
To an empty house. Yet the sights and sounds were welcoming. Magazines on the table, tea in the refrigerator. Books on the nightstand, fresh batteries in the remote. Mixed nuts in the pantry, boy’s beds almost made… Then I had to leave again. Just for a meeting downtown. But across the city I go. Another conference room. A lovely chat on a compelling subject. And glad when it’s over.
A pleasure to head back home.
The sounds of children playing. Hugs and kisses all around. The news droning on the TV. The wife laughing on the phone. And the smell of something well seasoned in the oven.
Glad I came home today.
Tonight we argued. Money. Or the kids. I work too hard… travel too much. (Or did a player just lose his touch?) No lovin’ tonight I guess. Silent treatment before dawn. No breakfast for me. Doors slam on the way out. Conference calls this morning. 30 minutes on the elliptical. Lunch with a client. 2 meetings this afternoon. Happy hour with the fella’s. Dinner in the drive-through.
And when I’ve done all that I can do… I go back home.
Won a deal today. Made a sale. Solved the problem. Finished the project.
Time to go home.
Worked hard… Tired… Weak and lonely… Perplexed… unsure – dazed… Have I conquered or been beaten? Whether filled with tears and frustration or joy and celebration…
I go home.
I’ve been on the road for the last 10 days. Long days at the office. Meetings over breakfast and dinner. And I never get much sleep in a hotel.
But I came home today…
To an empty house. Yet the sights and sounds were welcoming. Magazines on the table, tea in the refrigerator. Books on the nightstand, fresh batteries in the remote. Mixed nuts in the pantry, boy’s beds almost made… Then I had to leave again. Just for a meeting downtown. But across the city I go. Another conference room. A lovely chat on a compelling subject. And glad when it’s over.
A pleasure to head back home.
The sounds of children playing. Hugs and kisses all around. The news droning on the TV. The wife laughing on the phone. And the smell of something well seasoned in the oven.
Glad I came home today.
Tonight we argued. Money. Or the kids. I work too hard… travel too much. (Or did a player just lose his touch?) No lovin’ tonight I guess. Silent treatment before dawn. No breakfast for me. Doors slam on the way out. Conference calls this morning. 30 minutes on the elliptical. Lunch with a client. 2 meetings this afternoon. Happy hour with the fella’s. Dinner in the drive-through.
And when I’ve done all that I can do… I go back home.
Won a deal today. Made a sale. Solved the problem. Finished the project.
Time to go home.
Worked hard… Tired… Weak and lonely… Perplexed… unsure – dazed… Have I conquered or been beaten? Whether filled with tears and frustration or joy and celebration…
I go home.
(see previous post by the same name, July 2010)