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Wednesday, February 18, 2004
2:22 PM Death Warmed Over (aka - I Love My Couch) Never really understood that phrase. But after the past week or so, I think I more or less get it. Ok, so I haven't been that sick, but it's amazing how much difference it makes being able to breathe (yes, I know this is a new and shocking piece of information - Who knew?). I spent about 90 percent of my weekend on the family room couch (which is my new best friend). After two full days of couch time I had hoped to be better. But, alas, my hopes were dashed and the pernicious cold lingered. In any event, I'm back, more or less, to my old self. First full day at work this week. Because I've missed posting for the past several days, allow me to catch you up. Monday As I posted briefly on the actual day, I have the misfortune of working in an office that doesn't close for Presidents' Day. Actually, that's not really true. What my firm should have said is "All of you salaried and hourly employees are fully expected to come in work, be productive, and make the Firm money on this Federal holiday. But don't expect the same of any of the partners. They will be spending the day golfing or with their families or just relaxing, but certainly not working. But they will call periodically to make sure you are working." Sounds like a great plan. If you are a partner. The only wrench in the works is that just about every other business in the nation (including all courts) are closed. (Another shocking news flash - we do a lot of stuff with the courts, but not on Federal holidays!) Which means you can't call anyone you need to talk to. You can't file anything with any courts or agencies. So how are you supposed to be productive? It wasn't easy. But I did have a meeting in the office with some clients and potential investors. The fundamental flaw with the Work On A Federal Holiday Plan was further compounded by my bright red nose, hacking cough, and watery eyes. I'll leave it to you to guess how well the people in my meeting reacted to being in the same room with me. It wasn't pretty (No comments please about how it wasn't the cold that was the issue). And it was a short meeting (hmmm, wonder why?). Luckily I got the heck out of the office as soon as I could after my meeting. And went back to my wonderful couch. Where I convalesced like a pro. Tuesday Nose: Slightly less red. Eyes: slightly less watery. Cough worse. On Tuesday I learned that even Judges take no pity on a poor woman standing in front of them hacking her lungs out. As you may have guessed, I had hearings most of the day on Tuesday. And they didn't go well. Not only did I hack my way through them, but lost dismally. It wasn't pretty (even without the red nose). So I ran home and hid on my wonderful couch, where I resumed the convalescing. I love that couch. Wednesday Apparently the couch does indeed have magical restorative powers as I feel much better today. Still hacking, but not as bad. No red nose or watery eyes. I do sound a bit like a frog though, but even that is an improvement. Rrribitt. So back to work for me. No more couch. But I did get to have lunch with Erin and Skinny B. I would just like to point out the inherent injustice in the world. While I sit here slaving away (or writing this post, whatever), the two of them are shopping it up over at South Coast Plaza! I was robbed. And they have the nerve to do that and flaunt it (ok, so maybe I'm the one flaunting it) after I was nice enough to not only drive them to lunch in the fabulous new Lexus, but to demonstrate the Psychotic Windshield Wipers From Hell and my nemesis, the French Lady. Apparently I'm just too nice. No more. (I'm just kidding - I hope they are having a fabulous time.) I think I'm about ready to go home and visit my real friend - the Wonderful Couch. Only a few short hours. . . . P.S. I did get to watch some TV and movies. I finally saw Lost In Translation . I agree with Dana's review. I really liked it. Bill Murray was classic. How can you convey so much with simple facial expressions?? |
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