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Jul. 31st, 2016 02:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
attractivegeekeryYesterday did not go according to plan,
mostly because my plan for the day did not take into account a commitment that I forgot about entirely. So instead of a leisurely day at home trying to make sense of the whirlwind that my bedroom became post-SDCC, I took cabs and zipcars and recorded and drank way too much.
How do I know I drank way too much?
There was Karaoke. That's how I know.
Eventually I got home to my bed and the day was done...until about 5 am, when a searing pain in my right ear woke me from a drunkenly dead sleep.
Somehow I managed to sit up and assess the situation enough to know accomplish a high level of adulting while still mostly incapacitated by that state of being that exists between drunk and hungover.
I searched my file cabinet for the otic antibiotic solution prescription, found it, called CVS for one of the refills. Then there was the taking of two Advil and a Sudafed, along with the application of a heating pad to the affected ear.
Eventually I fell back to sleep.
I'm kind of impressed at the level of Adulting I can apparently call forth from the ether when push comes to shove. Go me!
Of course, now it's nearly 3 and I've yet to shower or dress. I also haven't eaten a damn thing or reupped my bloodstream with the proper amounts of decongestants and anti-inflammatories to keep my ear at bay. So apparently I'm only really good at Adulting when I'm not distracted by everything else.
Though, while my ear may hurt again, I have a balanced checkbook, paid all my bills, put away all my laundry, made my bed, medicated my cat, and fed the local birds. So...at least there's that.
How do I know I drank way too much?
There was Karaoke. That's how I know.
Eventually I got home to my bed and the day was done...until about 5 am, when a searing pain in my right ear woke me from a drunkenly dead sleep.
Somehow I managed to sit up and assess the situation enough to know accomplish a high level of adulting while still mostly incapacitated by that state of being that exists between drunk and hungover.
I searched my file cabinet for the otic antibiotic solution prescription, found it, called CVS for one of the refills. Then there was the taking of two Advil and a Sudafed, along with the application of a heating pad to the affected ear.
Eventually I fell back to sleep.
I'm kind of impressed at the level of Adulting I can apparently call forth from the ether when push comes to shove. Go me!
Of course, now it's nearly 3 and I've yet to shower or dress. I also haven't eaten a damn thing or reupped my bloodstream with the proper amounts of decongestants and anti-inflammatories to keep my ear at bay. So apparently I'm only really good at Adulting when I'm not distracted by everything else.
Though, while my ear may hurt again, I have a balanced checkbook, paid all my bills, put away all my laundry, made my bed, medicated my cat, and fed the local birds. So...at least there's that.
