I'm on my flight home. I'm sick and tired. Wah wah me.
My co-worker Ellie and I flew to Irvine, California on Wednesday for meetings with a customer all day Thursday and a half day on Friday. I started feeling a sore throat earlier in the week.
Being sick is such a pain. Being sick while traveling and working is even worse. So when I started to feel it, I went into super-high-drive-preventative mode, drinking 4 Emergen-Cs a day, doing the neti pot (don't knock it til you've tried it) and trying to rest. And yes, I brought the neti to LA with me. Airport people were probably wondering why the strange lady was packing a genie bottle.
Wednesday night we met up with some friends from Milwaukee and we headed to Huntington Beach for dinner. Mike and Kelly live in Newport Beach and you can see the ocean from their condo. For me, a beach nearby means vacation but for them, it's everyday living. So cool.
Unfortuneately all my preventive messures didn't work and it all caught up with me Thursday morning. The thing is, I couldn't call in sick. So I put on my bravest face and pretended I had allergies to explain all the nose blowing and sneezing and frog voice. It's amazing what your body can get through even when you are feeling your worst.
Luckily the meetings went really well. Thanks to my new co-worker who presented some material to help out. It's always so great to meet customers in person and get a feel for their workplace and their daily work load. The company is very similar to Shoutlet in culture, so we got along really well. And, we scored frozen yogurt, which is pretty awesome.
We had planned to head up to LA Friday afternoon to walk around and see some sights, but instead I went back to my hotel room on a gorgeous day and slept for 4 hours. Ellie had some pool time, and then we ventured to Laguna Beach to get some sight seeing in and grab some food. Did we go there because it was a TV show? Maybe. But it was close and the best filler for not being able to head into LA.
Laguna Beach was the opposite of what I thought it would be. It was low key, chill and very friendly. I thought it was a snobby rich beach town, but I guess that's just the impression they give you on the show. We ran into some girls I went to grade school with (SFB!) which was crazy. But it was good to see them, and one of them lived in Laguna Beach so she recommended a place for us to grab dinner.
We put in our name at Alessa, a cute little Italian place, and walked around the shops while we waited. The restaurant was worth the wait. We had bruschetta to start, and then I had the Zucca, which was butternut squash ravioli with a sage Brown butter sauce. So amazing. Ellie's mushroom and sausage pasta was delicious too.
So now I'm on my way home to see my husband and three little doggies. Three? Yep, you read that right. Three little chihuahuas.
No, I didn't convince Tim to let me get two more Louies (although I kinda want a friend for him). We are dog sitting for our favorite pups, Kobe and Manni. So as Tim said, the house is kind of a zoo, but that's how I like it. Looking forward to being home and joining in with the organized (or not so organized) chaos.
Have you ever been traveling and had to miss out on something because you were sick? Spill the beans in the comments.