I Don't Know How She Does It

Mandi, that is.  This is her 12-hour timeline beginning at 9pm last Sunday.

9pm:  Pack, Tylenol PM, try to sleep.

1am:  Alarm, breakfast of peanut butter toast and Pepsi Max, work.

2am:  Conference call with Asia-Pacific.  Louis is used to this schedule by now.

3am:  Say goodbye to Mommy as her car pulls away to take her to the airport.

That's as far as my camera could follow her, but the next few hours went like this:

5am:  Flight from Bonus Aires, Argentina to Sao Paulo, Brazil.

8am:  Good morning San Paulo! Car from the airport to the first meeting of the day by 9am (that's the end of the 12-hour timeline).

Then it went like this:   Meetings all day, into and through dinner, and Mandi finally got to check into her hotel (to do more work) around 11pm.  She got to bed Monday night around 2am, only to have a wake-up call set for 5:45am for a breakfast meeting.

This is a pretty normal day, unfortunately, and by normal I mean a schedule like this appears on her calendar at least 4-5 times a month.  Mandi absolutely loves her job, but the travel side isn't always as rosy as it seems.