Last minute work plans has put Ferda in Toronto/Windsor/Detroit for the next two days. I drove her to the Ottawa Airport this morning for her 6am flight (I've been awake since 4:15 this morning...)
She flys to Toronto, meets up with someone, then they take a train to Windsor, then a bus across the river to Detroit for a meeting they have at 1:30 this afternoon. Later in the day, they train it back to Toronto and Ferda spends the night in a hotel near Mississauga or someplace. She catches a 4pm return flight home to Ottawa on Thursday. Apparently there's some work that needs to be done in Toronto on the Thursday as well.
She was nervous to go, I think mostly because she's never stayed in a hotel room on her own before. But I think she was also a little excited. This could be a good opportunity for advancement in her work. Her bosses are showing that they have faith in her to meet with these folks in Detroit; faith that they think she can handle it. I know she can.
The sad part is that I haven't been without her for a while. I suppose the last time we were apart was when I went with Warren to the Dominican Republic around this time last year (interestingly enough - he's headed down there again very shortly for a holiday).
Even though this is only for 36 hours, I'll still be counting down each one until it reaches zero.