I had a stress cold.
Runny and sore nose, almost sore throat. Bad business when you a) need to fly in an airplane, b) meet with various classes of students, and c) deliver a one-hour talk to students, faculty, and administration, including the colleague who invited you and the president of her college, to name two of the dignitaries.
This was my reality last week as I was on tap to fly to Cottey College in Missouri on Monday, the 6th, present throughout the day on the 7th, and fly back on the 8th. These days were a precursor to the current weekend, during which I am celebrating the actual day of my birth.
I put it like that because I have been celebrating in some form or fashion all month and will continue to do so. But I digress.
What a great place. It is about two hours outside Kansas City and reminded me of home.
Not home now but New Jersey home.
I grew up in the ‘garden’ part of the Garden State so farms, woods, chilly weather, quiet outdoors, streets with no sidewalks.
Yes, that’s what I’m talking about. I stayed in the guest suite on the top floor of the Leadership Center. The building itself was built in the 1930s — it was a mansion then. I felt right at home in all that hardwood … my old house in Jersey was built in 1921 and was covered in it just like my digs inside this beautiful brick edifice, so there it is.
In my room was some of the history of the house, including a lovely quilt made by one of the ladies of the PEO sisterhood. Miss Minnie made it for her sister; I had to photo these because I love the expression ‘Chapter Eternal’ to refer to when her sister crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
I enjoyed meeting the students and managed to get through my talk without incident; no need to use the Apollo Theatre giant hook to yank me off-stage, no expletive accidents, no freezing (of me or the technology), and I think my presentation made sense.
At least I hope so.
I flew there and back without incident (ask me sometime about the flight attendant, her dog, and her conversation with the two pilots who were seated across the aisle … be sure we’re out for drinks when you do) and was honored to get the star treatment (thanks, sister-friend Carol!) while on campus.
I came home to a great big pile of work; despite the best laid plans, it is typically impossible to do as much work while away. I did some, but there were papers and things that I needed to grade on my primary computer (I carried the back-up machine), in my regular workspace. I spent Thursday through Saturday, getting caught up.
And I did.
I received a message that I will start another training class tomorrow and will teach a class for my new university come the end of February.
Starting Friday night and all the way through this morning, I have been spoiled.
If I tell you more, I’ll probably have to have you kidnapped, so fuhgedaboudit. Suffice it to say I have enjoyed my birthday 2017.
But wait! There’s more!
Did I mention that am celebrating all month?
If you follow me on social media, you’ll see my (usually) daily posts about each day’s enjoyment. They are mostly about being thankful.
Because I am.