Whoa, where did November go? I blinked and it's December.
My dream job was momentarily my nightmare job but now it's back in a more realistic category. I still very much enjoy it, there was just a really steep learning curve (hill, more accurate perhaps) and a bigger than anticipated mess to deal with. But I've conquered most of it and now am finding my new normal.
And then, because deadlines are fun! We had our annual vacation at the end of the month.
So, let's talk about the trip.
Best part: hanging out with all of our friends in Vegas. This year included one of our friend's mom, who is in her seventies. She was so much fun, her son clearly got his sense of humor from him. Because we didn't race this season, we also didn't get to hang out with our friends as much. So this was a much needed time.
Worst part: the brother-in-law's untreated anxiety made me quite stabby by the end of the trip. One example of many examples of anxiety included shouting "turn left!" over the two people (other than the driver) who knew where they were going, resulting in a wrong turn. From the back seat. With no apology.
Best/Worst part tie: I caught a nasty cold on the second-to-last night there. I spent the last full day in the hotel room with a cough, fever, and stuffed up head. I guess it could be worse, at least I was in a nice hotel room with a view of the Strip. (fast forward one week & one day later: still have the cold) I watched We Are The Millers, Life as We Know It, and HGTV all day so it could have been worse.
Worst/Worst Part: the Starbucks was under construction in our hotel. I had two $30 gift cards to use this year and now I still do. On the last full day there, another guest told me where a regular Starbucks was and I could see it from our room. Sigh.
Best Part in the Worst Possible Way: In the airport while we were waiting to return home, our friend Mike asked if I really had a cold or if it was the environment. I croaked out "Nope, it's a cold."
"I was just curious because I'm all stuffed up. I hope I don't have your cold."
Without thinking at all, I reply: "I keep telling you to stop licking me."
I think the entire airport went silent for about the beat of three. Then all of our friends laughed long and loudly.
Oh, filter, you're so easily thwarted. At least it gave them a good story to tell.