NJ or IN?

When I thought of my new manager training session in New Jersey, I did not expect winding country roads, huge farmhouses and cornfields. I thought I was back home again in Indiana, complete with spotty cell service. Well, I guess I have heard of a Jersey cow, right?

True to form, we had class till 6 and the wine was poured at 6:30. Classes are 8-6 each day, with mandatory dinners. Then I have to actually work. When do I sleep??

I was able to get a single bar on the phone by standing on the AC unit and sticking my arm out of the hotel window. I used those precious seconds to check on my family. According to Aly, yes, the house was full of furniture, but no, her bed wasn't put together. She thinks the waterbed was in my room and Zak said he hadn't looked in the basement to see what was down there. Dinner was planned for Silver Diner, once Dad got home from football practice, so I know Mike is at least alive.

I'm almost afraid to go home. God Bless my Husband. He's such a trooper!!