Bare Bones Catch Up
The last few days have been busy and I've been too tired to blog.
Saturday was travel day. It was physically grueling: up at 4AM to dilate and get ready. Check out at 6AM. Drive to airport to drop off rental car. Shuttle to the airport. Got there 1.5 hours early so we found some coffee and then just hung out until boarding at 8:40. Takeoff at 9:10, arrive at 4:30PM EDT. Get bag from baggage claim. Hookup with limo driver. Arrive home around 6PM. Dilate. Dinner. Hang out. Dilate. Collapse into bed and fall asleep. At each aiport Michele arranged a wheelchair for me. At PHX the "driver" was really nice, the terminal quiet, and the trip was smooth. At IRD the terminal was packed and the driver seemed to think that everyone should watch out for him. At least half a dozen times I was sure I'd end up with someone in my lap. It was terrifying.
Sunday: Up around 9, dilate. Breakfast. Shower, douche. Hang out. 1PM, dilate. Mani-pedi appointment at 3PM. Come home, dilate. Go to parents' house for dinner; instead of a quiet visit and dinner I was surprised to find my son there watching the Giants-Arizona football game with my Dad; then informed my daughter and ex would be over later for dinner. It was great to see the kids but we didn't get home until after 8:30; I was dead tired. Hang out. Dilate. Go to bed.
Monday: Up around 9:30, dilate. Breakfast. Shower, douche. Dive into my work email, start responding. Lunch. Dilate. More email then a 1.5 hour conference call. Hang out. Pick up daughter. Dinner. Dilate. Catch up on personal email, lay out on recliner with massage pad. More email. Put daughter to bed. Blog.
Saturday was travel day. It was physically grueling: up at 4AM to dilate and get ready. Check out at 6AM. Drive to airport to drop off rental car. Shuttle to the airport. Got there 1.5 hours early so we found some coffee and then just hung out until boarding at 8:40. Takeoff at 9:10, arrive at 4:30PM EDT. Get bag from baggage claim. Hookup with limo driver. Arrive home around 6PM. Dilate. Dinner. Hang out. Dilate. Collapse into bed and fall asleep. At each aiport Michele arranged a wheelchair for me. At PHX the "driver" was really nice, the terminal quiet, and the trip was smooth. At IRD the terminal was packed and the driver seemed to think that everyone should watch out for him. At least half a dozen times I was sure I'd end up with someone in my lap. It was terrifying.
Sunday: Up around 9, dilate. Breakfast. Shower, douche. Hang out. 1PM, dilate. Mani-pedi appointment at 3PM. Come home, dilate. Go to parents' house for dinner; instead of a quiet visit and dinner I was surprised to find my son there watching the Giants-Arizona football game with my Dad; then informed my daughter and ex would be over later for dinner. It was great to see the kids but we didn't get home until after 8:30; I was dead tired. Hang out. Dilate. Go to bed.
Monday: Up around 9:30, dilate. Breakfast. Shower, douche. Dive into my work email, start responding. Lunch. Dilate. More email then a 1.5 hour conference call. Hang out. Pick up daughter. Dinner. Dilate. Catch up on personal email, lay out on recliner with massage pad. More email. Put daughter to bed. Blog.
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