Yeah, so, I went to Shoreview, Minnesota last week for work. And, ummm, it was a little cold.
Actually, the cold didn’t bother me that much. It’s not like I’m standing around outside in the cold. We go from hotel room to car to office to car to restaurant to car to hotel room.
What was killing me was the fact that every place had their heat cranked up, which dried out my skin, eyes and nose. My eyes were red, so I looked stoned the entire time, which is a really great impression on coworkers I don’t know. I’m never stoned. Drunk? Maybe. Stoned. Never. I also kept getting bloody noses, so they probably thought I was doing the cocaine all the time.
“I don’t trust Sonia to work on my projects. It appears that she’s stoned and jacked up on cocaine. She clearly has poor decision-making skills. She can’t even decide what her drug of choice is.”
It was a good working trip, though. I’m moving into a new role within the company, so I’m working with a lot of people that I haven’t met in person. I feel more comfortable sharing my thoughts and ideas with coworkers that I’ve met in person. I’m a friendly and outgoing person, but sometimes I find it difficult to share my ideas at work. I’m afraid everyone will think I’m stupid, which IS stupid because seriously – who cares? It’s just work. And isn’t that what you should do at work? Share ideas? Some of them are good. Some of them suck. So, yeah, I need to get over that shit and start sharing my thoughts and feelings at work or what’s the point?
So anyway, while the work stuff went well, I miss my boys terribly while I’m away. My mighty, mighty good man David travels all the time for work, but I rarely travel. I call every night from the hotel, and occasionally Calvin talks to me … when he’s not hiding behind a curtain.
Well, my Theraflu has kicked in, so that’s enough chitchat for today. Yep, I’m still congested and coughing. Ugh. I have been sick for more than 2 weeks. The flu can fuck off forever.