croaking
The photo above pretty much represents my ability to speak right now. Not sure where it came from, but I’ve got *another* bug running through my system. I did spend a while in the company of little girls at the dance school this weekend; maybe I picked something up there. I feel mostly okay, though I’ve got no voice whatsoever, save a hoarse, creaking croak that served me very well when I had to brief the CIO Wednesday afternoon, and the several times I’ve had to argue with other branches of the organization of what constitutes a successful electronic commerce test (my definition does not include every transaction dropping for manual review, while it seems theirs does…argh).
I took a day off this week, but it barely helped, though I got some rest. Luckily, I’ve got relatively few meetings the rest of the week, and my underlings have the job well in hand, so I can hide in my office and talk to people through email and save my voice.
My throat and it’s capacity for speech have been a primary focus of my week, though a couple of other things went down – My wife had a birthday on Wednesday; I think she enjoyed it. Also, it seems my totally unscientific predictions for Iowa were right on the money; it’s unlikely I’ll be able to turn this into a career in political commentary, but it kind of felt good to get it right. If I make a prediction for next week in New Hampshire, I’ll probably bobble that royally. We’ll see how I feel on Monday.
