Scattered Thoughts and Bedtime

My hotel room is evidence of my thoughts being scattered a bit this week.  The pinstripe jacket to the suit from yesterday is resting on the back of the desk chair and the suit I wore today is carelessly tossed across the back of the easy chair next to my bed.  My bra is hanging on the door to the armoire.   There is one pair of shoes by the door and another pair of shoes by the window.  I am in disarray.

I am also incredibly tired, but because the day was much too intense and busy, I am exhausted but not sleepy.   I had one of those days, days where an eighteen-hour bra would have failed.  I was up at 5:30, out of the hotel by 7:15 AM and not back until after 7 PM.  Starved, I finally had dinner about 8 PM.  As far as the not sleepy part, in the past, I would have turned to a glass of wine (or two) to get me buzzed enough to be sleepy, but in all honesty, I have no desire to wake with a wine headache and I do have another full day tomorrow.

At dinner, though, I did have a cocktail.  A perfectly blended, perfectly chilled oh-please-may-I-savor-you White Knight: “Vodka, Cointreau, White Cranberries and crushed Limes together to form a more perfect union”.  I wanted a second because it was just so incredibly yummy, but was afraid I’d fall asleep at the table.

I want to remember that tonight I talked to Scout, who is an old-flame/client of sorts who, after more than a year of not “seeing each other in that way” had sent me a text the other night telling me he’d like to see me because he misses me.  We had dinner a several months back (June?) and we talked.  I think what he misses is talking to me because in so many ways, I am non-judgmental.   Not quote sure about this, but I can guarantee you that it will not end with what he may hope. I am more than willing to have dinner with him, but he needs to understand that it doesn’t go beyond the hotel lobby.

I also talked to The Major this afternoon.  I have forgotten how to date.  We are working on dinner tomorrow night so that we can see each other before I go back home.

I really must turn off the lights.  Please forgive the rambles as it is where I am tonight with my scattered thoughts when I should be sleeping.

Hotel Thoughts

It’s late and I should be in bed already, but I wanted to get this set up.  Thank goodness Melissa was online and I sked her to sit thorugh the various choices for looks.  It was also the need to talk out what I want here - how I miss writing to hone my craft and how I haven’t done it on a regular basis.

I’m in my third hotle on this trip.  I am a big-time creature of habit, however, after 2 1/2 months of staying at the same hotel, I became unhappy and decided I needed a change of scenery.  It really opened my eyes and has be questioning what it is I want when I travel.  I used to go for familiarity, because it breeds comfort, a feeling of safety and a much needed grounding when I am away from home.  But now, I think I am liking a feel that a hotel has….

Last week, I stayed at the Hotel Monaco and I fell in love.  I liked the hotel, the staff was amazing, and i liked the neighborhood.  It was comfortable and felt right.  It probably helped that “the boy” came in from Arizona for a night and stayed with me….  I had to check out, because my oldest was coming into town to join me for the weekend, and I had already reserved a room for her and her boyfriend using my points.  I will, however, be staying there my next two trips back into DC.  It’s especially important next week, because I will be staying for nine nights.  And even though I am in a city that I love to explore, I know myself and know that I need the solitude of time in my room as well.

This week, I am staying in the Georgetown area and it’s nice, but the hotel just isn’t as nice.  I do love the commute - close to the Metro, close to the office… I like that I have a big fridge here, but it isn’t the Monaco.

I am also feeling like I want to do some more travel.  It’s that Gypsy Soul side of me.  I just need a bit of a purpose to do so….or someone to travel with.

Time for bed.  Sweet dreams.