I was starting to feel normal again on Sunday - that would be Feb 28th - but I still wasn't myself. I had to be on a plane on Monday morning, though, so off to the office I went (actually, the man drove me there b/c I wasn't sure I could make it on my own) to pick up some things in prep for my trip.
I showed up to the office to find 3 co-workers also in the throngs of paperwork. I showed my face, said a few words, picked up my things and headed on my way. Actually, I put in a good 2 hours of work...on a SUNDAY folks (isn't there a rule about it being a day of rest??)!!
I was up on Monday morning - before the sun - and the man drive me to the airport. My stomach was queasy and I hadn't eaten any REAL food since Wednesday evening...when this whole debacle began! I ignored it, though, and tried to go about my business.
Fast-forward the six hour plane trip (thank GOODNESS it was non-stop) and I have reached my destination. It was warm and sunny and a nice change of pace from the cold and snow that has been plaguing this area (just the cold now - not the snow so much). After picking up the one bag I checked from the carousel, It was off I went to pick up the rental car from Hertz.
Now, Hertz touts itself for being speedy and organized. Well, maybe I picked the wrong rental counter because GOOD GRIEF!! It took me almost 90 minutes to get my SCHWEET Navigator - between standing in lines and finally reaching the counter. I then drove back to the airport to pick up two other folks who were traveling with me - and our luggage.
We get to the hotel in about 20 minutes or so...I was driving cautiously because of my co-workers...otherwise I think I could have gotten there in 10 minutes flat...and I am POOPED beyond belief! I mean, I could barely stand - my stomach was killing me - my head was throbbing - a nap HAD to be in my future - and to top it all off...I only had about 10 minutes to get myself together in my digs before meeting the boss for lunch downstairs...UGH!
After lunch I tried taking a nap (on one of the most comfortable Marriott beds EVER) but I had gotten to the point where I was so tired that I wasn't anymore. So, against my better judgment, I took the rental car and went to find the nearest Target to pick up some essentials (Note: For those of you who travel...I never pack ANY toiletries - it just doesn't make any darn sense...not only that, but it makes your bags MUCH lighter. Make-up, sure...but no shower items...just pick those up when you get to your destination and leave them there...I'm telling you - much easier)!
Which brings us here...my mecca...(rays of sun and angels singing)...
In case any of you want to know what a San Diego Target looks like...the above picture is of just that!
Anywho, I got back to the hotel and felt worse...figures that shopping couldn't cure me. So I took a shower (with my newly purchased products) and headed off to bed. Work would be coming my way at 7am the next morning and I was not ready for it...I knew that much!
My friends, my friends...I wish I could have just called in dead for the week...it only goes down hill from here!
