The Tricky Parts of Balancing Work Travel and Life - Brass Tack ThinkingI live in the Chicago suburbs.

But many people would guess I’m from Boston, or New York, or some other city that I frequent when I’m actually seen in public.

You see, I travel quite a bit as part of my career. I speak professionally a couple of times per month, and I have clients and customers and meetings. The beauty of building a business in the internet age is that geography isn’t a limitation. That lack of location friction can also be a bit of a curse.

I’m Not Really Home…

When I’m local, I’m really local. Meaning at my house, mostly. Or at my daughter’s preschool doing parent duty as part of the co-op. Occasionally, if you’re lucky (or not, since I don’t really do much with wardrobe and hair on those days), you might spot me at the grocery store or Target.

The downside here is a bit of an odd one. There’s lots of people I really like in Chicago, like David Armano or Amber Porter Cox or Melissa Pierce or Liz Strauss. And yet I see them more in other cities than I do our local community. I don’t do a lot of local events these days, and it’s not for neglect for my hometown. Or at least I don’t think it is. I’ve been a native Chicago-an for 35+ years and I love it here. Except in February. Which is a different conversation.

But when I’m home, I’m home. That means that if I’m *not* traveling for something that furthers my business, I try to strike a balance and be very present at home, with my kid and dogs and the deck out back when the weather gets warm. I’m a single mom, and my 50-70% of the time home means that my daughter is with me, and my evenings are spoken for by a precocious and outspoken young person with a love of neon gummy worms. I’m also a bona fide introvert, which means I need non-social time to recharge myself in between the times I have to be intensely “on” for work.

So I turn down a lot of dinner invitations, or I have to schedule them many (many) weeks in advance to accommodate the time I’m in town. I don’t stay out very late, and I rarely have the chance to go out for cocktails unless I can afford the time to stay overnight in the city (since as some of my downtown friends will attest, I live in Egypt in comparison to the city dwellers and don’t wish to be driving home at that point). Spontaneous plans are all but impossible, and hobbies I wish I could rekindle — like horseback riding — take a backseat for another day. Probably to the detriment of friendships. Maybe my sanity.

This isn’t a plea for sympathy – I’m sure someone is going to smack me for whining about how oh-so-hard it is to travel a lot. But if you think business travel is an awesome privilege that lets you see the world, I have harsh news for you, but I could probably tell you what a lot of the hotel lobbies look like.

Anyway. The other point.

There’s Still a Perception Problem

My friend C.C. Chapman is a vocal advocate for the father’s role in parenting and active participation in kids’ lives. He lives it too, balancing the need for travel because of work with being home with his family and raising two beautiful, brilliant children while being present for his lovely wife.

I don’t often play the gender card, because I think women are marginalized enough without us helping the issue along. But despite our enlightened professional world, a perception disparity persists that women who travel often for their work are being selfish about career pursuits, as compared to men who travel for their work by the millions and yet are considered the “providers” when they do so in what has traditionally be a male role.

C.C. will tell you, and my friend Tac and Drew pointed out, that there are similar disparities with men at times, that their travel demands insinuate that they must have distant or lousy relationships with their kids and that the mom is the “necessary” parent while dads taking care of their kids are perceived as babysitting or temporary kid care solutions. I think that stereotype sucks, and I think the bumbling idiot dad thing is as ridiculous as all of this.

But I am personally still stunned that people I know have looked me in the face and asked me why I’m not home with my child, or indicated that I’m off galavanting on adventures when I should be home parenting. Never mind that my career is what supports my child financially and makes possible the things we can do together that cost money. Or incidental stuff like school.

And yes, this still happens. People say it to me at events. Women too. Forget the fact that this isn’t their business. There is still this really screwed up perception that a woman pursuing a career, especially one that encompasses travel, is only out for her own selfish and self-aggrandizing purposes and can’t possibly be pursuing a better life for her family or trying to demonstrate to her children that they, too, can be anything that they want to be.

Is this really the best we can do?

As With All Things…

No, this isn’t everyone. Yes, there are people that think this notion is ridiculous. Yes, my daughter loves me and we have a wonderful relationship, and that is really what matters. No, I don’t believe I’m a crappy parent.

But I have to tell you, this is exhausting and frustrating. I saw a sign on Facebook recently about some of the women’s rights issues in the news these days that said “I cannot believe I still have to protest this shit.”. If you can pardon the French, I laughed out loud. There’s a lot of stuff I can’t believe we’re still discussing or having to explain or defend. This is one of those topics.

So do you stop bothering to give energy to this, or do you keep trying to help people see this issue in a different light? Ignoring it isn’t any easier than ignoring the kid who called you ugly in junior high.

Professionals like me take a good deal of pride in the fact that we work hard. We, too, are proud to be providing for our families and our children, and we love them fiercely when we get home even if that’s not as often as we’d like. Most of us are pursuing careers and financial independence in the way we’re able and know best how to do, even when it’s far from home.

The reality of an increasingly distributed workforce and the barriers to place being stripped out of friendships? Technology will never replace face time, which means we’ll need to find each other on airplanes and trains and automobiles like we always have.

I hope that when my daughter is my age, doing whatever the heck it is she dreams up, that she’ll point and laugh at this blog post and wonder what the hell we were thinking.

It’s the one time I’ll be really glad she thinks I’m old and out of touch.