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I should not have said that
Feb. 5th, 2023 05:46 pmI should not have said that the kitten was biting less. On Saturday night I stepped on her in the dark and... got bitten. Not her fault, and not really mine either. But it's antibiotics for me yet again, following a trip out to urgent care in the coldest weather on record. Ugh. This time, resigned, I just bought Monistat along with a ton of kombucha while picking up the antibiotic prescription.
A lot of last week was the work trip to California, marked by one truly delicious dinner out with my new VP (who I like a lot), my boss and bunches of my peers. I also met one of my direct reports in person for the first time. All outside dining because that's reasonable even in January there. Lots of strategy review and trying to line up help to replace my laid-off PgM on certain projects. Then flying back on a red-eye, and recovering physically from all that. This PgM and I worked together on three different programs -- my engineering team and two wider efforts of cat-herding -- and at least on two of those, I'm now feeling the uptick in velocity from not having to agree with him on things. I can just do them. Silver lining.
On Friday we had the air quality & mold lady over at last, and she didn't find any smoking guns related to allergens but did take some air samples to see what our mold situation is like. Most likely there is no single culprit related to my respiratory troubles, so we'll pursue multiple things (duct cleaning, kitten spaying, allergy shots, the inhaler I'm on through Thursday) and hope for the medley to help.
My 401(k) finally filled itself up so I should start getting paychecks soon, and the apartment we're renting out is ready to be listed. We even managed to talk over all the lease terms with our broker, who thinks we can set the price higher than we'd expected to. I'm crossing my fingers on all that, not least because it will ease things for the squirrel family. Once this is done we can focus on the ADU, which is stalled right now in the hands of a lawyer.
Emotionally I just, ugh. Maybe I'm having a hard time seeing the good things for the bad ones. Small things seem to keep going wrong, things in the house are broken, etc. My partners represent the bright spots in the week again -- Friday I built Lego orchids with my bug. Saturday I rather spoiled my squirrel, who hadn't enjoyed my being gone and who's dealing with his own layoffs and causes of exhaustion. And Sunday was an anniversary with my bug! Our initial restaurant reservations canceled on us due to a bunch of burst pipes in their kitchen (ouch) so we ended up at a different place than planned, but it was still lovely. We traded covid risk for the fun of making up stories about the lives of everyone at the tables all around us, and I got surprisingly wobbly on one very herbal cocktail. 24 years... that's a long time.
I find myself posting this on Monday morning and realizing that I didn't do much during the weekend to set myself up for the week. Here we go again, regardless. I promised myself I'd call the allergy places first thing.
A lot of last week was the work trip to California, marked by one truly delicious dinner out with my new VP (who I like a lot), my boss and bunches of my peers. I also met one of my direct reports in person for the first time. All outside dining because that's reasonable even in January there. Lots of strategy review and trying to line up help to replace my laid-off PgM on certain projects. Then flying back on a red-eye, and recovering physically from all that. This PgM and I worked together on three different programs -- my engineering team and two wider efforts of cat-herding -- and at least on two of those, I'm now feeling the uptick in velocity from not having to agree with him on things. I can just do them. Silver lining.
On Friday we had the air quality & mold lady over at last, and she didn't find any smoking guns related to allergens but did take some air samples to see what our mold situation is like. Most likely there is no single culprit related to my respiratory troubles, so we'll pursue multiple things (duct cleaning, kitten spaying, allergy shots, the inhaler I'm on through Thursday) and hope for the medley to help.
My 401(k) finally filled itself up so I should start getting paychecks soon, and the apartment we're renting out is ready to be listed. We even managed to talk over all the lease terms with our broker, who thinks we can set the price higher than we'd expected to. I'm crossing my fingers on all that, not least because it will ease things for the squirrel family. Once this is done we can focus on the ADU, which is stalled right now in the hands of a lawyer.
Emotionally I just, ugh. Maybe I'm having a hard time seeing the good things for the bad ones. Small things seem to keep going wrong, things in the house are broken, etc. My partners represent the bright spots in the week again -- Friday I built Lego orchids with my bug. Saturday I rather spoiled my squirrel, who hadn't enjoyed my being gone and who's dealing with his own layoffs and causes of exhaustion. And Sunday was an anniversary with my bug! Our initial restaurant reservations canceled on us due to a bunch of burst pipes in their kitchen (ouch) so we ended up at a different place than planned, but it was still lovely. We traded covid risk for the fun of making up stories about the lives of everyone at the tables all around us, and I got surprisingly wobbly on one very herbal cocktail. 24 years... that's a long time.
I find myself posting this on Monday morning and realizing that I didn't do much during the weekend to set myself up for the week. Here we go again, regardless. I promised myself I'd call the allergy places first thing.
