So here it is, 0300 in the morning again… and I am wide awake. The cold that I have had has manifested into laryngitis. I literally can’t speak more than a whisper.
My spouse got very worried when the aroma of chicken soup awoke him yesterday morning, and he came into the kitchen at 0430, quite incredulous that I was casually reading the newspaper while a pot of soup was simmering on the stove.
The soup was just about done, so I whispered as loudly as my voice would permit, “want to join me?”
My spouse’s reaction was classic:
I returned home from Hawaii yesterday uneventfully. However, from exposure to vog, lots of coughing & sneezing, etc., as well as being surrounded by many others also “under the weather,” I have developed a whopper of a cold. I am actually taking…
I admit, I’ve been a bit of a droopy downer lately, missing my husband, complaining about allergies to vog, and having trouble with adjustments to jet lag.
Yesterday morning, I had to give myself a stern talking to and a kick in my own ass. I stood myself up, looked at myself in the mirror, and said, “you fool… don’t you know…
My meetings ended early on Thursday, so a buddy took me out for a tour. Fortunately, the tradewinds have begun blowing again, so the crappy air that was making me have severe allergic reactions was better, especially on the far side of the island.
Photo below proves…
I find myself here in paradise… working hard during the day (yeah, really) yet being rather bored and lonely after the work day is done.
My hotel is not on a beach, but a beach is not far away. However, …
I love my job, really, and I sincerely appreciate the opportunity to travel. It’s been 28 years since I spent any significant time besides changing planes in Hawaii. My meetings and presentations are going well. I am meeting many more people and like expanding my network.
And I am the ONLY guy wearing boots. Man, so many flip-flops. Uggghhh…. but it’s the islands, that’s what they do, even if I think that the only correct place for flip-flops is in the trash.
However, if you heard my voice…
So this tired traveler does not adjust well to jet lag. I awoke extremely early “local time” and could not get back to sleep. What did I do?
I walked to see a view at sunrise that was…
It is 3:30am local time, and I can’t sleep. I do not adjust well to jet lag.
Here are views from my hotel room…
Today I am making my way OCONUS…
In my most recent blog post titled, Average Booted Biker in the ‘Burbs, I said
Coming out to yourself and eventually to others does not change the man you have been all along.
I would like to refine that statement.
Actually, coming out as gay to yourself and then to others does change the man you are and will be in the future. Here’s how…