The Day Before: Crap I'm Doing While Waiting To Get The Hell Out Of Dodge.

I'm stealing Amy's live blogging idear today (but we're friends, so she can suck it (and I of course mean “suck it” with love)), because though I have a quadrillion things to do I'm also so hyper-charged with impending BlogHerdom nervousness that I can't focus for more than three seconds on anything. So behold the glory brought to you by control-refresh and my brain on BlogHer:

AM:
9:50: I'm in a cleaning frenzy, because god knows Jamie isn't going to be doing crap while I'm gone, and I can't bear the thought of coming home to a full week's worth of filth. I also woke up this morning with a very-not-cool tickle in my throat, the sort that suggests coming illness. But goddamn it, I'm going all Jedi Mind-Trick on my own ass, and absolutely REFUSE to succumb. Take that, ominous throat tickle!

9:55: Have you seen this? Or this? snorfle. Okay, time to vacuum!

10:38: American Airlines, I ask you: what is the point of getting an E-Ticket if you can't get seat assignments and thus have to go through the entire freaking check-in process at the airport anyway? Assholes.

11:18: The primary dilemmas of the moment: how many business cards to pack? And is it best to roll or fold clothes for minimum wrinkleage?

11:39: Okay, packing EVERY DAMN BUSINESS CARD, Lisa. Also, for those of you following the drama of The Throat-Tickle Of Doom, I went ahead and called my doc to request a Z-pack. Should have that by 5pm, if all goes well. Also, sneezing and coughing have commenced... its self-sabotage at its most stealthy, people! I SO RULE.

PM:
12:10: Printed “E-Ticket” (really just an itinerary. Bastards.), and my hotel room reservation confirmation... Have begun packing toiletries, which is hugely problematic for me. I always end up bringing crap I don't need or use (bubble bath? Extra moisturizer? WHY NOT!), so I'm trying to be super conservative. However: I AM BRINGING MAKEUP, AND I SHALL WEAR IT. It'll be like I'm revisiting my girlhood this weekend, back when I took pains to try to look puuuurty.

I officially feel like warmed-over crap now, just so you know. Are you enjoying the blow-by-blow of my slow descent into pestilence? I know I am. gurgle.

Whooops, gotta go pick up M_ from daycare...

1:23: Dudes, I'm dying. SINUS PAIN AND PRESSURE. COUGHING. SNEEZING. FEVERISH. ARRGGGHHH.

In other news, I just got off the phone with Beth, who continues to be the sweetest person in the whole entire universe. Talking about this weekend, she actually made me tear up. Sniff. God, I'm going to be such a fucking basketcase for the next four days. I LOVE EVERYBODY, DO YOU HEAR ME?

But that might just be the head cold/sinus infection talking.

1:40: Doing one more load of laundry (FIE!), and then going to lay down for a bit. If only I could insert a tap into my head and drain it.

2:45: Doctor's office calls, wakes me up from dead sleep. Nurse on phone says that the Dr. “does not give out antibiotics over the phone.” I try to the explain situation (without mentioning BLOGS of course, because that might just cause her to hang up on me), ask her to have him call me. Then I shoot myself in the face. The end.

3:02: On phone with Dr's office again, trying to annoy them into calling in a prescription for me. I'm going to California! To speak at a conference! You cannot leave me to die!!! (Or something along those lines.)

3:04: SWEET! Being a nuisance pays off! Drugs being called in.... Praise Jeebus!

3:14: snort.

3:49: And yet I wouldn't protest if, ya know, someone wanted to get me a little gift.

5:04: Antibiotics obtained and ingested. Why can I not yet feel their soothing, bacteria-eradicating goodness coursing though my veins? EVERYTHING STILL HURTS, DAMMIT.

7:37: Jamie's home, M_'s in bed, everything's ok. Except I still feel like shit, and probably will be going to bed by 9pm. That said, HEY KIDS, I WAKE UP TOMORROW AND GO TO BLOGHER! So its s'alright. Really.

Comments

[amanda]

Run out to the store for some of those vitamin C candies now! I find they help stave off coming illness when taken at the first sign of throat tickle.

[Betsy]

For the tickle in your throat...gargle with either salt water or Listerine. My husband swears by the salt water and he NEVER gets sick. It makes me gag, so I go with the Listerine. Works every time.

[sweetney]

going to go gargle with listerine...NOW.

tickle is not getting better. feeling weird sinusy-drainage feelings as well. bad, bad, bad.

[Lisa Stone]

Ball everything up, shove it in the bag, bring every business card you have and two $5 bills for the airplane. I will pack your sunscreen and little drink umbrellas.

[Chase]

ROFL! I think I'm bringing way too many business cards (who's gonna want MINE?).

But I guess better too many than not enough. ;)

p.s. Don't sneeze on me.

[Katie Kat]

Get thee to a Walgreens! Try the Airborne stuff, try the Coldeeze stuff (but NOT on an empty stomach), try whatever they have.

However, your absolute BEST bet is to get your doc to prescribe a Z-pack. Those things are frickin AWESOME and will stop the cold in it's nasty little tracks. No Jedi training needed.

Thinking good karma health thoughts for you...

katie

[European]

I thought that you could get the seat assignment if you checked in online.
Also: Airborne works wonders for me when I have that evil throat tickle.

[Kylei_Ky]

I vote for rolling of the clothes.

[Karen Rani]

Damn. I couldn't get business cards made. No car this week as hubby is away until tomorrow. Frig. Maybe I can steal a bunch of napkins from the Detroit airport and write them all out on the plane.

[Heather]

Business cards??? I'm now feeling terribly unprepared.

I rolled my shirts and folded my bottoms. Which will maximize packing space.

[jes]

Last night I made a list of All Things I Shall Bring To BlogHer.

I hope this will curb the inevitable Forgetting Of Everything Needed.

[joy]

climate change should knock the tickly thing on the head. yeah. cling to that.

and calm down!
and HAVE A SUPER TIME!!!

[Mother]

Is it bad that I'm already packed? And that was Monday.

Except my toothbrush.

[Kate]

No pressure, but those of us jealously reading along at home NEED you to feel better. So we can read all about it, and stare longingly at photos of so many rockin' ladies all together.

Have fun!

[Suebob]

I have not yet begun to pack my shitty $22 suitcase that I bought off a street vendor in Mexico. The wheels work - kind of. I'm just trying to figure out how to wrap the bottles of gin and tonic so in case of a luggage handling mishap, my clothes aren't soaked in alcohol and sugar water.

[la dolce vita]

Dude! I wish I had signed on yesterday and seen this. Get some Airborne, a LOT of it and take it as directed on the packet, seems like a lot but it will totally help you get better a lot faster. The hubs and I SWEAR by that! Oh, and HAVE FUNNNNN!!!! Give Californ-I-A a big ole kiss from me and hug to Grace! I'm SO jealous!

xo