Or this fucking couch. I HATE EVERYONEEEEE
I cannot sleep on this fucking bed. It is fucking impossible.
following my mom on her business trips and holy shit! new found appreciation for this super woman. I mean I knew she was a baddie but now I know she is THE BADDEST.
- Redeye to Geneva - Arrives at 7am, Meeting at 10:30
- Same day departure to Finland (Layover in Frankfurt) - Arrives at 3 am, Meeting at 8:30 am (meanwhile prepping presentations through the night/morning)
- We still have two more countries to go to for her meetings yet she’s already planning random side trips to nearby cities
On top of this she somehow finds the time to climb up 400 steps to the top of a cathedral with me, fight for a better rate with this shitty concierge, speak spanish/french/portuguese/italian to our taxi drivers, and managed to charm the flight attendants into moving me up to business class with her.
H O L Y S H I T - she’s my hero.
It takes courage to stay delicate
in a world this cruel."