I am still doing a little traveling now and then, but not aggressively seeking new clients. This past week I was back in Chicago and Milwaukee for a few days and as usual the schedule was pretty hectic. When you are billing time out by the hour plus travel clients tend to squeeze as much as they can out of you. Between time in the air traveling, sitting in working meetings, and then dining at night it is a lifestyle that I really don't want to necessarily do a lot of. Don't get me wrong, it does pay well and that is what got us the summer cabin that I just adore spending time at.
As I started to say last week I flew out on Sunday afternoon, spent all day in meetings in Chicago, drove that night to Milwaukee, spent all day Tuesday and Wednesday there and flew home that night getting into the house at about 11 p.m. i had been eating all the wrong things, and probably too much of them at that. All the way home all I could think about was finding time on Thursday morning to do a good enema, both for my physical wellbeing as well as my emotional. When I got home I kissed my husband hello, threw the suitcase on the bedroom floor and just crashed into bed.
The next morning I didn't open my eyes until almost 9 a.m. I vaguely remembered my husband saying good bye, but that was two hours prior. I got up, put on some coffee, took my vitamin and ate a container of yogurt. Finally, it was time for me and I went upstairs, got out the syringe, and made myself a soapy enema. Every now and then I cannot take a whole bag and that morning was one of them. After expelling the partial enema, which had some effect I went back and took the rest of the bag. It seemed to work, but I knew there was more to come so I made myself an entire second bag.
Afterwards I did some office work such as answering emails and writing up reports of the trip, but late afternoon I was really hoping that my husband would come home. When he did I told him that I really needed yet another enema, which always manages to get his attention. He was very accommodating, gave me what I asked for and then the two of us spent some time in bed making up for those lost days when I was traveling. Needless to say it had been a busy week, but Friday morning I felt terrific.