For a decade, the sci-fi convention known as Marscon was referred to as my christmas (lower case intentional) and I have posted in the past explaining why.
What would see to happen every year is that in late January/early February, things at my job would go haywire and there would be a 2-3 week period where everything I did turned out wrong.
Last year, that did not happen except for when I sprained my knee the weekend before the event which I did not attend.
This year, the problems that happened at that time in the past did not happen.
Last Monday, I woke very stiff in my upper right side of the back and could barely turn my head. Had another coworker not been on vacation, I would have considered calling in sick. The whole week has turned into an exercise of futility. Four of the five days, my break was interrupted because someone else needed my help with something and there are times I feel like I can't do anything right.
What does all this mean? The major disc golf event I play is in 6 weeks which is about the same time frame things happened bad before Marscon. So yes, my christmas in 2018 will be in Indiana in May and not Minnesota in March.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment