Left Thursday afternoon and was back in time to put the girls to bed on Friday. Went to visit a distributor for work. It was pretty low-key. Somehow I just assume it will be warmer going south, but there was a good 6″ of snow the day we flew in. I guess Santa Fe is at like 7000′ and only 20 miles from Taos. I have a bit of a head cold, which always makes travelling a bit of a drag-o-la. Nabbed the exit row/leg room seat on the return trip, but had an individual with a considerable snoring issue in the seat next to me. And partially in my seat. As per.
Oh yeah, and I had my bag searched for having a butter knife with me. I am not complaining. I’m glad they checked. I will make a mental note to remove all the utensils from my bag before my next trip. They let me keep it, which was nice.
What else? I guess the highlight of the trip was eating some really good Mexican food for lunch yesterday. Oh yeah, and I ran on a treadmill for more than like a minute for the first time in my existence. I felt like Davie in the testing scene of “American Flyers”.
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