Out of It

Some sort of awful illness is making its way around my office, and I’m worried I’m next. Since I’m in the final planning stages for a big conference next week in Seattle, WA, when I woke up yesterday with the slightest sniffle and hint of a sore throat I freaked out. Typically I’m not a hypochondriac, but I immediately drafted a long email to my teammates detailing out exactly where I am on all aspects of the conference while I still had full brain power. Better safe than sorry! This thing WILL go off well, come hell or high water.

There are few activities in the world that I enjoy less than conference planning. The endless amount of logistics, the innumerable ways things could go wrong, the countless details to track…Ugh. I wish I could just close my eyes and regain consciousness next Tuesday morning after this all over.

Just thinking about it makes me shudder, so rather than dwelling on it here, I’m going to return to my books and movies to keep myself in a perpetual state of non-thought until Monday morning arrives and I can ignore reality no longer.