The Ten Day Work Trip

[COVID Day Five Hundred Seventy]

Photo by Antenna on Unsplash

I finally packed. The day of the flight. And I made the flight.

And flying domestically within the United States is every bit as scary as I thought it’d be – no vaccine verification, no COVID test verification, just wear a mask, pack into the overbooked plane and hope you don’t sit next to a cougher.

I was the cougher.

I mean, I knew I didn’t have COVID and was fit to fly based on several negative COVID tests and a call to the nurse, but no one else did, so I was eating cough drops like candy and doing my best to be invisible and silent.

It sucked.

But first the news:

While, no, this post will not encompass the entirety of the first work trip I’ve done in twenty months, let’s get an overview, shall we?

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The Cough That Would Not Go

[COVID Day Five Hundred Sixty Three]

I have had a frakin’ cough for how long now and it’s NOT COVID but damn.

Also, I am flying for work for the first time in two years.

On Monday.


Wish me luck.

Because You Mentioned It Enough…

[COVID Day Five Hundred Fifty Nine]

I’m listening, I’m just sometimes s l o w.

I’ve switched the subtitle to remove ‘Dutch Lockdown’ because not only am I not living in the Netherlands anymore, but … there’s no lockdown either.

The depressing part is that COVID is now a permanent part of our lives so … counting the days is … well, depressing.

I’ll probably stop counting when I switch over to #TheNewBlog



[Dutch Lock Down Day Four Hundred Forty Four]

I was recovering from the Janssen shot, P was sick with #NotCOVID and the kids were energetic, joyful, and a bit aggressive.

And we started packing.