Thursday, June 03, 2010
Get Me Outta Here!
As the weekend approached, my stress was reaching a fever pitch. Work, life, family, a baby on the way -- Calgon was not going to cut it this time. When Jac told me he'd arranged to take Friday off to sit at home and wait for the windshield repair guy that was my cue to get the heck out of town. Afterall, I could swap cars with him any day and we could put his leave to good use as, you know, leave.
Before I knew it, I'd pulled up an oft-browsed bookmark for the Omni Bedford Springs Resort in Pennsylvania. I'd discovered the resort a few months ago while searching for far away-so close getaways. With the heat building in DC, a two-night jaunt to the Pennsylvania mountainside sounded like an escape from the barometric pressure cooker that is DC in the summer.
My vacation state of mind kicked in while I was on the phone with the Reservations Desk. I'd called to see if there were any deals to be finagled for same-night accommodations. As she described the room options I was swept away to our nights of luxury. When she asked if she could make our dinner reservations at one of the hotel's dining rooms I plunged into thoughts of gourmet goodness. Only then did I realize I was late for a conference call and I hastily dismissed her with the confirmation to book that dinner!