Working Girl, Healing Girl, Traveling Girl…Does it ever end?

So, two weeks ago, I started a job.  A real job where I have to put on stockings and heels in the morning and stop at the coffee shop on my way into the office. It’s not bad. Pretty mundane really. But it is a means to an end. I want to use the money that I make through this job to be able to fund the remainder of my education, and possibly be able to set some aside for some travel and workshops this summer/fall.

The office world is one that I seem to have forgotten the ins and outs of, but I’m catching back on quickly.  Remembering that I cannot get sidetracked, that I need to keep myself focused and organized.  It’s hard for me to know that I can’t go on a two hour tangent of searching for information on something I find interesting when I have a deadline for the project I’m currently working on.

Last weekend we went to Milwaukee to celebrate a friend’s birthday. There were 8 of us in our little “party”.  We managed to get hotel rooms in a beautiful hotel right in downtown for $40 a night, thanks to Priceline.  We toured the wonderful Lakefront Brewery, which was much more fun than the Miller Brewery tour we took on our trip there in July.  Beer flowed freely (at least by my standards, five beers over the course of a tour is freely), W got to reenact the infamous Lavern and Shirley Glove Scene as we all sang the theme music, and we get to yell Bung Hole.  Glorious, truly.  We had dinner at a bar/restaurant that delivered peanuts to us via a bomber on a metal track. Being the notorious international secret agents that we are, we had to pay a visit to the Safe House.  Unfortunately, half way through the first day I started feeling a cold coming  on.  By the time we made it to the Safe House on Saturday night, I was exhausted, feverish, congested, and truly had hit my wall.  I wandered back to the hotel along the Riverwalk and ordered room service.  I love room service and it always makes me feel fancy.  That kind of made up for being sick on vacation.  All in all, it was a wonderful trip, even with the plague hitting me. Let’s just not mention the bartender.  Ever.

The plague has continued since we got home late Sunday.  I’ve been fighting it off, but it’s a slow process, which has lead to me being unable to hear much of anything from the clogged ears, unable to taste or smell anything due to the clogged nose, and essentially unable to move at anything more than a snail’s pace because I’ve been unable to breathe.  I’ve been using my neti pot religiously, drinking Emergen-C, taking echinacea and golden seal. Nothing seems to be working.   I’ve had to resort to NyQuil and AlkaSeltzer Cold.  It’s that bad.  The body aches are gone as of this morning, and it seems as though the congestion is starting to fade.  Hopefully only a few more days of this.