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Just sad, okay
Jan. 29th, 2023 08:05 pmHere is your promised update-from-airplane. But the update is that I'm sad! I'm just sad, okay. Not just because of editing resumes for my fallen comrades, but because all the adulting in the world doesn't seem to be helping anything right now, and it feels like everything is difficult.
Let's see though, the week. First the continuation of gathering medical data; on Thursday I drove up to the specialty vet (in the squirrel's car, yet again) expecting to do some pretty invasive testing to Hypercube's lungs. In the end we did less invasive testing, just some PCR tests for infectious diseases. Watching Hypercube roll around on the floor flirting and making eyes at the vets was a lot of fun, and they loved her for just sitting there and letting them get a good swab. We came home, with one new inhaler prescription and the notion that some of this might just be genetic. I might have a cat who coughs once a day and that's how it is. I also had a flat tire, so I got the extra joy of finding a gas station with air before heading back down. Grateful that both driving excursions went smoothly this week, regardless of that.
Friday I got a clean bill of eyeball health (good, something in the meatsack is okay!), worked out and attended the penultimate meeting of my Designing Your Life book club. The book club made me grouchy with its reaction to the big tech layoffs though. Then over to the squirrel's, for dinner with the whole family and some overnight curling up with just the one of them. They were all pretty flat, I was flat, we were all flat together. Saturday was somewhat similar, in that I worked out (tiredly) and then went on a date with the bug -- we went out to a real movie, the 2nd Wakanda one, and then had late dinner and festivities. That was quite good, perhaps helped along by the pot snickerdoodle (yes) and the cider I bought in the theater.
I've been using my new inhaler, which I'm supposed to do for two weeks and feel better after about five days, and my voice has gotten really hoarse. I guess it's a moderately common side effect. Hopefully it won't advance to laryngitis.
Today... I don't wanna go. I don't really ever wanna go. But here I am, hurtling toward the mothership to get facetime with various powers. It will be good to have breakfast with a friend or two, and meet one of my direct reports in person for the first time, and same for my new skip-level / VP (who wasn't really part of the recent fiasco). But I'm going to be tired, out of sorts and not at home.
Rrrrgh. Gratitudes? I got two peer bonuses this week and I forced myself to do my traditional self-reward for one of them, even though my 401(k) will eat them. The eyeballs are still okay with closeup vision on point. I mounted two little shelf units in our entryway and felt competent. The kitten isn't biting as much.
Let's see though, the week. First the continuation of gathering medical data; on Thursday I drove up to the specialty vet (in the squirrel's car, yet again) expecting to do some pretty invasive testing to Hypercube's lungs. In the end we did less invasive testing, just some PCR tests for infectious diseases. Watching Hypercube roll around on the floor flirting and making eyes at the vets was a lot of fun, and they loved her for just sitting there and letting them get a good swab. We came home, with one new inhaler prescription and the notion that some of this might just be genetic. I might have a cat who coughs once a day and that's how it is. I also had a flat tire, so I got the extra joy of finding a gas station with air before heading back down. Grateful that both driving excursions went smoothly this week, regardless of that.
Friday I got a clean bill of eyeball health (good, something in the meatsack is okay!), worked out and attended the penultimate meeting of my Designing Your Life book club. The book club made me grouchy with its reaction to the big tech layoffs though. Then over to the squirrel's, for dinner with the whole family and some overnight curling up with just the one of them. They were all pretty flat, I was flat, we were all flat together. Saturday was somewhat similar, in that I worked out (tiredly) and then went on a date with the bug -- we went out to a real movie, the 2nd Wakanda one, and then had late dinner and festivities. That was quite good, perhaps helped along by the pot snickerdoodle (yes) and the cider I bought in the theater.
I've been using my new inhaler, which I'm supposed to do for two weeks and feel better after about five days, and my voice has gotten really hoarse. I guess it's a moderately common side effect. Hopefully it won't advance to laryngitis.
Today... I don't wanna go. I don't really ever wanna go. But here I am, hurtling toward the mothership to get facetime with various powers. It will be good to have breakfast with a friend or two, and meet one of my direct reports in person for the first time, and same for my new skip-level / VP (who wasn't really part of the recent fiasco). But I'm going to be tired, out of sorts and not at home.
Rrrrgh. Gratitudes? I got two peer bonuses this week and I forced myself to do my traditional self-reward for one of them, even though my 401(k) will eat them. The eyeballs are still okay with closeup vision on point. I mounted two little shelf units in our entryway and felt competent. The kitten isn't biting as much.
