Staggering past the finish line

Stumbling forward into the new year

This one is for those of you who are just holding on right now.

It seems that when ever I travel for business, I get sick. Perhaps my current state is impacting my memory. I’ve been here plenty of times before, sitting on a hotel toilet with a hotel garbage can sitting expectantly before me.

The memories come surging back. When I was Mexico in February of 2020 for a conference, I do not know how they let me on the airplane. Total tally for that trip was five air sickness bags used.

Then there was the time I showcased in Vancouver. I delayed three flights. They kicked me out of my hotel room. I don’t remember much other than the big Ukrainian driver helping me with my bags. Apparently he carried me into my bed.

Each of these came after I was employed to do something high stakes and stressful. On my most recent adventures, I’ve been traveling with a crew through southwestern Nova Scotia. It’s been great. And. As I sit here typing this, I’m struggling to keep everything down that went there…