I hate it when my cryptic posts (see April 1) are so cryptic that even I no longer know what they mean. Yeah. Way to go, self.
It's been a long week. Every day I wake up, I wonder if it's Friday yet. When I realize it's not, I then try to figure out what day it is. I guess it could be worse. I at least know who I am and what's going on. Those mornings are generally worse.
I got back from Atlanta Sunday night. I'm starting a slow pressure to get my coworker to consider going, however. ;) I probably shouldn't, since it rarely works out. One year, when the DH went to his brother's wedding, I took an old coworker/friend with me and we didn't really speak for a few weeks after. BUT!! We hadn't spoken for a few weeks before and now we went nearly 10 months without speaking... so maybe it wasn't the trip? It's intense. The days are long, the sleeping is short, and the music is L-O-U-D. It's a lot to ask a person to commit to, really... especially someone who doesn't always dig the music. Like former coworker.
The weather was entirely outstanding. Warm, but not hot. Low humidity most days. Made for some great just hanging out weather. It's unfortunately, though, that my health tripped me up a bit, and I spent much of the trip feeling pretty lethargic. Thursday night was the worst. I wanted to just go to bed and stay... but one of my favorite bands (I have a lot), Helloween, was playing and I. Was. Not. Going. To. Miss. Them. At all for anything ever.
But Helloween's lead singer, Andi Deris, and Circle II Circle's singer, Zak Stevens? Terrible on stage banter. Like, I was able to recite everything they said with them. They were still good. It was just really really funny.
Then there was Bill, guitarist for CIIC. Oh yes. Bill. Can't wait to see him again next year. It'll be amusing and worth the price of admission alone.
World of Coca-Cola was like a very strange drug trip.
Looking at the Westin Peachtree, with boarded over windows from the tornado was interesting and amusing. It's a hotel that's ALL windows. They're apparently hard to come by so it's taking awhile to replace. We all stopped to stare and so did everyone else. Even the natives. This is a power I must harness.
At the airport, on the way back, I was "lucky" enough to have an old En Vougue song running through my head, with the lyrics Back to life, back to reality, which is always what the end of ProgPower signifies. Alas.
Then the trip ended on a sour note with smelly butt ladies. The less recorded about that, the better.
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2 comments:
Hey! I assume I am the co-worker in question, and I can assure you we would still be friends and I would still talk to you. I think going to Atlanta would be awesome, I hesitate only because I don't know how much it would cost and my vacation time is tight. It kind of depends on how things in my health and finances go between now and then. But I think it would be tons of fun, so if I don't end up going, it won't be because I don't want to.
Anyway, what a week! I'm glad Friday finally happened for real and hope that your weekend hasn't been too painful so far. Hang in there! Surgery soon! (Awful that THAT has to be the thing to look forward to)
Wow, I have no idea if one can have conversations on blogger via comments, but I'm going to pretend. I do understand better than I left on about vacations. I'm entirely impractical about trips - it's a definite weak point of mine. I always want to travel and want everyone to go with me, whether or not ANYONE can afford it! So I understand. :)
Today totally sucked, btw. Whine whine whine.
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