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Well, I seem to have shifted straight from jet lag fucking me up to this cold fucking me up.
The one time I slept through the night without waking up, since getting back on Tuesday last week, was Saturday night, I think it was. I slept something like 10 hours that night. Shobhit even asked me, "Is jet lag over?" I really didn't know, because I suspected I was coming down with something.
Shobhit was too; he was pretty significantly congested on Sunday night. I still went to work in the office yesterday, but largely because I knew there would hardly be anybody there. Even with both Noah and Frank out of office this week, a lot more people were likely to be there today, so I became increasingly convinced over the course of yesterday that I should probably take my stuff home and work from home today, if I didn't feel any better. I thought of it as insurance: if I felt okay, then I would just bring my computer, keyboard, mouse, and head set back again. If not, then I would work from home.
I actually felt much better this morning, but I am still working from home—because by the end of the evening last night, I was wildly congested, way more than I had been through most of the day. I still woke up several times last night, just as I did the night before, and yet I woke up feeling much better this morning than when I went to bed. Certainly less congested, though the congestion wasn't entirely gone. There was no foolproof way to know how the rest of the day would go though, so I stayed home. No one wants me at work around them sniffling and coughing.
I woke up several times coughing last night, but it seemed to have more to do with the runny nose fucking up my throat than having a cough on its own. I am coughing a bit today without as much congestion but not a huge amount.
I am hoping to follow the same trajectory Shobhit seems to have. He was super congested Sunday, but far less so yesterday. He wasn't even visibly or audibly congested, though he still took a Sudafed before bed last night, and I took one too. He always tries to convince me to rub Vick's vapo-rub on my nose, neck and chest when I have a cold, but this one
really burned my nose, even with just a little spread on it, almost t the point of being intolerable. When he asked if I wanted more Vick's this morning I said, "Absolutely not!"
Shobhit isn't really coughing at all. I was going to take myself to a movie tonight but I think I'll skip it. Whether I'll return to the office or work from home tomorrow will depend on how I feel when I wake up. But I am very driven to be much better by Thursday, when we have our summer social event with the Merchandising Enablement Team (MET, formerly P3), commemorating my 24th anniversary at PCC (which was actually August 5), at my choice of a rooftop bar downtown called
The Nest. I really, really don't want to miss that, and I'll just take a huge pile of cough drops if I have to.
I'll tell you one thing, it'll sure be nice once I have have just a regular, solid, uninterrupted 7-hour night of sleep again.
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I rode my bike to and from work yesterday, but won't be doing that today, given I'm working from home. And when I got home yesterday, Shobhit was listening to all his Monday news programs, so I just left him to that, until he asked me to help him make the parathas he made to have with what were otherwise leftovers.
In the meantime, I spent the evening finishing with all the tags on all the photos for the
trip to the Netherlands and Belgium. I may go back and try to find tags for certain floats in the Canal Parade in Amsterdam at some point, but otherwise, that's a wrap—finally—on dealing with the 1,993 photos (a
record) for this trip. I won't be dealing with travel on this scale until the end of next year at the soonest, when hopefully we'll be ringing in the New Year in Sydney, after hopefully spending Christmas 2027 in Adelaide, after perhaps a few days in Perth (the last of the five major Australian cities we still haven't been to), after perhaps stops in Hong Kong and Singapore. Five cities with five hotels is a lot, though, so we'll have to wait and see on that. But, you know . . . maybe.
We've got other, domestic trips to worry about before then. Albuquerque in October; maybe Vancouver, B.C. in December? Provincetown for our anniversary next June. A trip to Alaska with Alexia maybe sometime next year. Of all these, only Albuquerque is set in stone—flights and hotel booked—and I am really looking forward to that one, as I'll finally get to attend their International Balloon Fiesta.
For now I guess I'll worry about preparing for the coming weekend. Jennifer and Matthew and all three of the kids are coming to stay the night on Saturday, as part of a Seattle weekend for Ian's birthday. They're doing the Seattle Underground Tour first, which Shobhit and I will skip. But we're going to join them for Afternoon Tea at
The Queen Mary (which I have never been to) on Sunday. Jennifer wanted to cover both Shobhit and me for that since we're saving them hotel costs. Shobhit wasn't comfortable with that, but I managed to sort of broker a deal with everyone: I won a $100 gift card to Tuttal Bella at work in a drawing a couple of months ago, so we'll use that to cover a good portion of taking them all out to dinner on Saturday. So that's that.
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[posted 12:32pm]
