Have you ever tried to work an unfamiliar alarm clock that sounds like a fire alarm, with no warning that it would go off, in the dark, without your glasses, at 6am (but 5am in your own timezone) having been awoken by said alarm in the middle of an anxiety dream? Welcome to my morning. … Continue reading the alarm…
Category: travel
panic on the streets of St. Louis…
Yesterday morning I woke up in St. Louis. I rolled out of bed hours before I needed to and showered, checked to make sure everything was packed for my trip home, worked a little, and then met some folx in the hotel lobby for pre-breakfast tea and coffee. I was feeling a lot tired. A … Continue reading panic on the streets of St. Louis…
lessons from high school…
My high school experience, I'm sure, was different from the high school experience of many others. I hated everything. I was sad. I was angry. I was full of angst. I was covered in black lipstick. I hated my hair. I hated my face. Also I wrote sad sulky poetry and had zits. So while … Continue reading lessons from high school…
what time is it?
This morning when I woke up at, on the west coast, what was a ridiculous hour but was just plain early on the east coast I did what I always do when it's dark and I'm tired and I don't know what time it is. I asked Alexa what time it is. And she didn't … Continue reading what time is it?
tales of a traveling introvert: television time…
Getting to travel for work is pretty damn cool. It's a problem sometimes, sure. But it's not a bad problem to have. Where I often run into trouble, outside of the logistics and being away from my people, is that I need me time. I need quiet. I need to decompress. I need to sit … Continue reading tales of a traveling introvert: television time…
I have to travel? I get to travel? I travel…
There's this set of commercials that was playing constantly for a while on a video streaming service we use. Commercials that in my youth I may have found grating, but that grown-ass me finds charming. Entertaining even. I can't remember what they're for exactly, but aren't those sometimes the best? In the commercial two or more travelers … Continue reading I have to travel? I get to travel? I travel…
a picture is worth a thousand posts…
I went to Hawaii last week to meet my team and managed to wedge in a couple days of fun at the beginning. I don't have the words yet, so here's 39,000 words worth of pictures...
a time to yell at those damn kids, or not to…
I find that when I'm traveling for work, no matter how amazing the destination, I get a bit grumpy in the evening. And maybe a little withdrawn. And antisocial. And homesick for my people. When that happens I tend to wander off to my room, close the door, get ready for bed no matter the time, … Continue reading a time to yell at those damn kids, or not to…
