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Colds and snowstorms and memory
Mmm, life. That cold I wrote about last Sunday took me out completely on Monday, after which I rested and didn't get back to my upside-down ways until Friday. I get sore in such a nasty way when I don't work out -- all tense through the neck and traps, not a "used my body reasonably" sort of sore at all. After a circus party at Esh in which I got to do Spanish web and bungee and acro, and two partner acro semiprivate lessons this weekend, I'm feeling much more like myself.
Next disruption: massive snowstorm! I've punted on the afternoon's work to scurry down to Rhode Island and see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
norwoodbridge before it hits; a mildly risky move since I could conceivably get stuck for two nights, but it's easy to get work-forgiveness for messing up today's schedule, when half my team is working from home and Esh is probably canceled anyway. Also, it's already been 2.5 weeks since I saw him last, and, for those who don't know, well, my tactile memory is crap. :-( I forget what it's like to be with him, I start to doubt his reality overall. We've been dating other people (and dumping them, about which maybe more later) and all of that is fine, but it puts me more in the mode of feeling like a friend than feeling like a lover. I hate that... must fix.
Oh, look, my form submission failed a few hours ago, so I guess I can just continue:
All fixed now, and on the way back. Yay! It's kind of scary feeling a commuter rail skid on the tracks, though. And I don't like having gotten to within two stops of Boston and then having engine trouble.
Next disruption: massive snowstorm! I've punted on the afternoon's work to scurry down to Rhode Island and see
norwoodbridge before it hits; a mildly risky move since I could conceivably get stuck for two nights, but it's easy to get work-forgiveness for messing up today's schedule, when half my team is working from home and Esh is probably canceled anyway. Also, it's already been 2.5 weeks since I saw him last, and, for those who don't know, well, my tactile memory is crap. :-( I forget what it's like to be with him, I start to doubt his reality overall. We've been dating other people (and dumping them, about which maybe more later) and all of that is fine, but it puts me more in the mode of feeling like a friend than feeling like a lover. I hate that... must fix.Oh, look, my form submission failed a few hours ago, so I guess I can just continue:
All fixed now, and on the way back. Yay! It's kind of scary feeling a commuter rail skid on the tracks, though. And I don't like having gotten to within two stops of Boston and then having engine trouble.