It's hardly a news flash, but I do some odd things. I can never leave on a trip without cleaning my living room and doing my laundry. It took me a few years to figure out why, because it's not apparent until the return home.
I love the feeling of walking into [what appears to be] a clean apartment, one where there's no dirty laundry around. Of course, all I need to do is walk into the bathroom to reset my expectations, but still. I like it.
So why did this come up just now?
I'm off to PHPCon East 2003 in the AM. It's a direct flight from SJC to JFK on AA flight 202. I'll try out the T-Mobile Hot Spot in the American terminal at SJC and try to blog something in my sleep-deprived state. (It's an early flight and I'm not what you'd call a "morning person." Not by a long shot.).
There's supposed to be WiFi at the conference, so I'll see if I can't keep up with stuff a little better than I did at the MySQL Conference. Oh, my talk is on Thursday morning. Yeah, morning on the east coast. That's like really early morning on the west coast. This will be amusing.
On Friday I'm gonna visit Y! HotJobs to talk about MySQL, PHP, and stuff. Then I head to Derek's place of employment so we can head to his place for the night. On Saturday, Kasia is slated to join us. We're gonna do something. Not sure quite what. On Sunday evening I head home.
There. Now you know.
Oh, and I had a lot of fun uploading New York maps to my GPS. More on that later. I'm curious to see how well it works there.
Posted by jzawodn at April 22, 2003 11:04 PM
Oh, and I totally get the desire for the clean apartment, post-trip. When I worked for a company that could afford to send me places, I'd always feel spoiled by the hotel room and feel absolutely miserable when I got home to my batchelor pit. Now that I'm living with a girl, the pit isn't quite so pit-like anymore, but I still wish I could afford a maid. :)
I've been that way for years, but I go whole hog and straighten up the whole place -- bathrooms, bedrooms, office, kitchen, etc. Sweeping and dusting (the last is pretty useless since more will collect before I get back) are also part of my routine. The last time I did it, my wife was already out of town and I was going to join her. She really appreciated it when we got back, thinking I would have left a disaster or something. It's always a nice way to end a trip.
When I was a kid every time we would go out of town as a family (which was often as my grandparents lived 4 hours away) my parents insisted we clean the house before we left. It annoyed me to no end. Why clean up and then leave it? Besides we'll only mess it right back up when we get back. So went my thinking as a 10 year old.
It was just a couple of years ago when I started traveling for work that I found myself cleaning like a fool before I left. That was the point I realized I'm turning into my parents. shudder... :)
