That’s right, I’m talking about holiday travel.  Travel, as you may imagine, is a part of my job.  So, actually trying to plan my own travel gets put on the back burner.  It’s kind of the last thing I want to do when I get home at night.  ”Hey, you’ve been on the computer all day booking cruises, why don’t you now get on the computer and book flights and rental cars?”  No, thanks.

Between my boyfriend and I, even the talk about how and who we are going to visit becomes exhausting.  You see there’s a mom and step dad, a brother and niece, a father and step mom, a sister and her partner, another mom and dad, and our poor dogs who are left at home. You can’t visit one without the other and you definitely can’t visit two without the third, and so on.  I’d feel guilty, even though I know our loved ones would be fine.

So, I’ve become my own travel agent. I’ve made arrangements to visit three different states in a period of four days.  I also forced some family members (my sister) to join me in some of the excursion.  With two flights, one car rental, and one hitching of a ride, we will visit and gift with  three different families.  I will be exhausted, but at least I will hopefully feel those Publix Commercial moments with, although brief, everyone.

I have a new found respect for travel agents.  And thanks to Clark Howard I’ve learned a thing or two about getting the best option for my buck.  So, here’s to next year’s holiday where everyone will have to come visit us!

Happy and safe travels,

Lisa