Then, a woman I work with left a couple of weeks ago for a new job, and last week, I was assigned one of her projects. I had my first meeting with the customers last week, and they were discussing a three day pre-implementation exercise on a Friday to Sunday. As fate would have it, it is the weekend I am - was - going backpacking. So much for that. I can't just disappear off the face of the earth for four days while the project team works day and night over three days!
That was the only weekend we three could all go, so while I urged the other two to go forward with it, I think they are cancelling too. It is too bad. I was really looking forward to a few days in the fall up the mountains, camping out by the trail, and this in really disappointing. I can't wait to be retired when my time will be my own!
Well, so be it. There will be other trips. Right now, I am thinking of just picking a weekend when the weather looks OK late in the fall and make a last minute decision to go backpacking by myself one night. Shenandoah National Park would be the likely location. Better a short trip than none at all. Time will tell if I can pull that off or not.