Travel, Travel, Travel

I travel too much.

There, I said it. But it's true. During the summer months, when I'm not tied down by that government-mandated torture chamber known as secondary school, I find myself traveling - a lot. And this summer is no exception.

Out of the last 30 days, I have spent: 9 days in Anaheim, CA; 4 Days in Trenton, NJ; 7 days in various cities throughout Canada; and tomorrow, I will be leaving for 7 days in Kansas City, MO. But that's not all. Upon my return from Kansas City (which is not in Kansas, oddly enough), I have one day to enjoy my home before being whisked off to spend 5 days on Long Island. Now I know what you're saying. "Why are you complaining about having so much vacation time?" Ah, vacation. If only that were true. But alas, almost all of these trips are based around my job, which is working in various capacities on technical theatre-related projects. The other portion has to do with barbershop, where I travel with my quartet to get coaching and sing on shows.

Now why did this suddenly come to me? I decided that I should begin packing, since I have an early morning flight tomorrow. And when I went upstairs to pack, I found two duffel bags and a suitcase, all overflowing with used clothes from my previous trips. And as I sorted through each bag, I began putting things in two NEW piles for my upcoming trips. And I thought to myself, "Self, you travel too much."

So in conclusion, I have an early morning flight tomorrow waiting to take me off to Kansas City. And due to my busy and complex schedule while there, I will not have time to write another post in the next week. However, I'm sure I'll be teeming with topics upon my return next Saturday. Until then.