Woohoo on that, too!
I made an appointment with my doctor for tomorrow, so we'll see about the Mysterious Gallbladder-like Symptoms. Here's hoping that's all that it is!
I just read
The Abominable
by Dan Simmons, about climbing Everest in the 1920s, where one of Our Heroes complains of a killer sore throat, almost literally when he nearly chokes to death, because he's developed frostbite
in his throat,
which can really happen if you're exerting yourself in the high thin COLD air and panting a whole lot trying to get enough oxygen. The mucus membrane dies and sloughs off. (If you're lucky enough to cough it up you'll just have a horrible sore throat after.)
It is a pretty good Monday. My body is so sore from the move this weekend.
Move went well. Got the majority moved by the movers just for the cost of a pizza and their tip. Friends helped with the rest. Old keys have been turned in along with a list of small to-do items for the new place.
My bedroom and bathroom are 80% unpacked. The kitchen is getting there. Bookshelves, tchotchkes, and artwork haven't been touched. That may have to wait until after vacation.
Yay, Suzi, both for getting to use your new kitchen and for the promotion!
Good luck, Theo. I've had mysterious gall bladder-ish symptoms a couple of times and not been able to pin down what actually caused them. The good news on that is that they did eventually go away, more or less, And I still have my gall bladder, which might be a win.
Suzi totally wins at Monday.
I was telling my kid co-worker of my weekend watching old VHS tapes and he says "What is Live Aid?". !?!?!?!
Wouldn't that be like me not knowing that Monterrey or Woodstock were? Sure he wasn't yet, but I know about lots of stuff before I was born.
Not knowing about Live Aid does seem kind of boggling but also in keeping with our amnesiac culture. I bet he also doesn't know about the Monterrey Jazz Festival come to think of it.
Now I want to go ask my youngest coworker if she's heard of Live Aid, but I don't think we quite have that kind of relationship.
Congrats, Suzi!
LiveAid
I worked with a girl in 1989 who not only was unaware that the Berlin Wall had just fallen, had not idea what the Berlin Wall was. When I explained it, she shrugged and said "who cares?"
airway fire
frostbite in the throat
Oh, god, no. The horror!
We have a new teammate who is British and new to town and, at our fundraiser last night where we were raffling off baseball tickets, asked me what an "Orioles" was!
Okay, I had a conversation with my manager this morning and I think we're on the same page WRT what I should be working on, so I have been empowered to say no to people.
Not good was that I whiffed on a call I was supposed to join this morning, but it turns out it's totally not my fault and I get to blame technology.
