recurrence side effects may include vexation
In an *interesting* development, ten days after getting my second dose of the Pfizer shot, Monday night I got hit with a repeat performance of those wonderful side effects. Not as intense as the initial round, but still a slightly elevated fever, muscle aches, and swollen lymph nodes.
Joy.
I know this means that it’s convincing my body to do the things it needs to do in order to build immunity, but damn, if it isn’t frustrating; I thought I was past this; I have things to do that require my aging body to perform at a pretty high level of fitness in the next couple of days, and right now, I don’t feel up to it.
Oh well, given that my schedule for the rest of the week has adjusted some, I have the opportunity for a little down time in the next day or two; hopefully that’ll help, assuming I can knock out that one last thing for work in order to meet an arbitrarily assigned deadline that has just one person (though for novelty’s sake, it’s an entirely different person than usual) holding up the process.
Also, it might give me some more time to conquer my current challenge with the soldering iron and the output jack on the Jazz Bass. This is a repair I’ve made numerous times before with great success, however, it isn’t working this time for some reason – I’ve even checked my connections against fancy German wiring diagrams on the internet, and they match, but there remains no joy or joyful noise. I suspect a faulty wire. The next step is to replace that, though after banging my head against the wall for an hour last night, I set the project aside before I started getting sloppy and burned myself.
Oh well; I was hoping to have a new tune recorded and posted for Bandcamp Friday this month, and this is threatening to derail that plan because I really need this instrument for the planned track. I might hold off anyway; I don’t want to steal any glory from (or, honestly, have my little solo project completely overshadowed by) the new Humdingers record, which, as I may have mentioned, is really good, and I’m proud to be a part of.