"I've been sittin' here wasting time; drinkin', smokin', trying to ease my mind"

I woke up this morning in San Antonio. This is not such a startling revelation when taking into account that I fell asleep last night in San Antonio. But with as much as I have been traveling lately, there is always that moment right after waking up each morning where I truly have no idea where I am. True, it generally only lasts a brief a moment but is disorienting none the less. As I write this I am sitting in the airport in San Antonio waiting for a flight to Birmingham where I will eat, have a drink, sleep, wake, meet with a potential client, and leave. Lather, Rinse, Repeat the following day in Vero Beach. The thing that gets lost in all of this travel (other than Wife, Dog, sleeping in my own bed, etc…) is the tremendous amount of my life that is now devoted to waiting. Of this week long trip that I am on I would estimate that I will do about 3 ½ hours of actual business. The rest of my time will be spent in hotel rooms, airports, rental cars, crappy restaurants, good restaurants, and (of course) bars. Right now I am sitting in an airport bar because my flight is delayed. I am on beer number 3 and when the gal behind the bar offered me a shot for $3 more, well hell, I took her up on it. The point of this, if there is one, is that life tends to blow by you pretty quickly when you are sitting in a bar, waiting on a plane, watching the same damn SportsCenter highlights for the fifth time that day, thinking about your business and worrying about money….and this is the exception, not the rule.