Home For Memorial Day Weekend.

photoI’m home from Nashville.  I arrived home in CA last Friday with some sort of ailment from being in the “dome” (aka Nashville Gaylord hotel) for so long.  Funny thing – I just did a search for Nashville Gaylord so I could provide a link and what is auto-populated in my Google search?  Nashville Gaylord Hotel Virus.  I kid you not – take a look for yourself.  Anyway, I didn’t get fresh air for days – 4 days to be exact.  It was like being in Vegas or Orlando… maybe that is what caused my dementia.  I’m feeling a bit better now, even though I did catch something while away and am recovering from some sort of head cold.

As I mentioned in my previous post, I was on a business trip, and even with all my thoughts, I did manage to get out and connect with my customers, who have now become friends.  I’m lucky that I can talk to anyone about anything, my life experience has given me that.  For that I should be grateful.  It is a gift – and works out perfectly for the role I play in my work life.

On a personal front I can be a bit of a recluse.  I love my alone time.  I spend all my days talking to people, negotiating priorities, and solving problems.  I get tired of talking on the phone and dealing with other people’s wants, needs, desires.    Having a bit of quiet time in the evenings work for me – quiet time to decompress.  I realize that I soon will need to get out and meet other people. People outside of work and my safe, familiar friend network.  Someday that will happen, I’m just not ready yet. And that is o.k..  I’m o.k. with it…

So I have no plans for this long weekend.  Do you? Are you doing anything fun by yourself? with others?  The picture above is the good company I keep during my quiet periods..Sophie is never more than 2 feet from me at all times.  Aren’t I lucky?

 

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