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Oh hello.

It’s been a whole week since I’ve written. Guess when I take a vacation I take a vacation from everything.

I mean, what did I even do during my vacay?

Well, I didn’t work, but I worried about work much of the time. And related to work, I had an informational phone interview with a company that I’m really excited about. Then the HR person emailed me back after my thank-you email to ask me about my salary expectations. I didn’t see the email for some reason, so she emailed me BACK on Thursday and I didn’t see that one either until I did a search for the company in my email search and found that she’d emailed me twice. UGH. I finally emailed her back on SUNDAY (yesterday), so I may have blown this opportunity just like the other one with the giant corp. WHAT is wrong with me and technology lately? It’s almost like I’m not even trying when I am! I am so disappointed - but I need to figure out why this is happening.

In the end, I felt so bad about missing those two emails that I actually low-balled my salary expectations - which, WHY DID I DO THAT?!

In other vacation doings, I didn’t get all of my Christmas shopping done, but I did get the bulk of it and managed to make my popcorn treats for friends and neighbors, so there’s that.

I did a few “outdoor hangs” with friends and that was soul-soothing. One of them was with a guy I worked with years and years ago. We met at my favorite outdoor dive bar and sat in front of the fire and caught up for an hour. It was splendid. It was a real heart-to-heart and I think we both needed it, but later that night I woke up from a deep sleep and was super nauseous. I’d had two glasses of red wine and they totally disagreed with me. I ended up barfing and that kind of scared me because the last time I threw up was when my carotid dissected.

I seem to be okay now. I’d actually gone to the doctor that day. So much medical stuff that needs to be done, but so much fear about going to the doc and getting tests run, etc. I’m supposed to get another CT scan for the aneurysm, which I’m actually less worried about than getting my mammogram…but I need to do ALL OF IT.

I also had my bloodwork done (after the phlebotomist rooted around one vein only to have to dig around another - OUCH). Told the doc I’m tired all the time and told him I’d started taking Iron supplements. He said that was fine, but he also cut one of my BP meds in half, which has me feeling like I’ve had loads of coffee in the evenings. I suppose that will settle down. Need to start checking my BP at home again to make sure I’m still within a good range. Also, the blood tests show that I’m still anemic, but my iron levels are good?? Does that make sense?

Had a nice long lunch on Friday with Cindy. The weather was cool, but we sat outside in the sunshine and it actually felt warm and cozy. Speaking of sun, we talked about everything under it and by the time we were done I once again felt full of life. I find it so interesting that simply being around another human being can do that for me. I suppose that’s why I still take this Covid stuff so hard.

Case in point, I had a nightmare last night that a total stranger, a famous, handsome man (no idea who, but in my dream I knew he was famous), HUGGED me. How fucked up is it when you dream someone totally desirable does something wonderfully soothing and natural and lovely and yet you freak out in your dream because Covid??!

Seriously, this vaccine can’t come soon enough. And who knows when and how? Though I will say that my doc seems pretty enthusiastic that we’ll get it within a few months? And by “we” I mean the general public.

I’m just worried that there are so many roadblocks right now, the first being FDA approval. I know they are expected to approve it, so let’s get this show on the road…and PLEASE don’t let the Orange Monster do something stupid to keep this from moving ahead.

Speaking of show on the road, I have a meeting in 10 minutes to start to dig myself out of this mountain of stuff that needs to be done this week!

More soon!
GS