OMG GBP will NOT STOP TALKING

I mean, yes, we’re married, but he was working while I was helping with homework and now that the kids are in bed and I can write he’s finally finished with his work and wants to share every fucking thing that happened to him and yes I care and I want to know but do I have to know right now when I finally have a moment to write?

Ugh… warning…tmi

So, the bronchitis I’ve had for nearly three weeks is finally almost gone (though lingering a bit), and I actually worked last week and even went to a 2-day business trip (scaring colleagues with my cough from hell) but basically ‘ve been on the mend. And this morning I wake up with a rash All. Over. My. Entire. Body. What the actual fuck? Waiting for the doctor to call me back and let me know if this is a side reaction to the multiple meds I’ve been taking for the bronchitis, or some new and exciting medical adventure. Maybe an allergic reaction to Los Angeles?

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That moment when you finally hit on the right…

I do this to myself all the time. Did you know Colorado Springs didn’t have a Trader Joe’s until 2014? I do. Because it almost ruined a story I was writing. And by “almost ruined” I mean I had to find a different store to send my guy to and I was grouchy about it for a week.

HA! Exactly! When I figured out the Purnell Center didn’t open until 2000 and Zach graduated in 1999, I was like “well fuck, now what back stage velvet curtain can be the scene of this memory Zach wants to share?” And it was surprisingly hard to figure out what the temporary digs were among the current theater spaces, or if they were all demolished. But I’ve got it now. CMU has changed a lot since I was last there, and even since Zach went to school there. You’d think they’d accommodate us by having a time series of campus maps, but no. They are not that considerate.