I have been totally crazy/sleepless/confused/lost/lazy for the past few weeks. I would like to think it all started when I left for Malaysia, but it could just be my personality.
A. Before I left for Hong Kong and Malaysia, I had to pack up my desk because they were moving my entire group to the office downtown during the my trip. So, I ran around looking for boxes and making sure I remembered to bring everything I would need for my meetings.
B. Leaving for the airport became a bit of a pain in the ass due to the downpour that occured the moment I stepped out the door with my luggage. So, I dragged my luggage down the block trying to look pathetic enough for a cab to pick me up.
C. I landing in Hong Kong as well as Malaysia with no problems. But, during the week in Malaysia I can describe my schedule as attending meetings for 8 hours, doing some group activity and dinner for another five hours and then working in my hotel room for another couple of hours then taking a short nap until attending the next day's meetings.
D. Just before leaving Malaysia I managed to get an awful sunburn. Awful. I went on what I thought was going to be a short and meandering bike ride which ended up being around 30 kilometers on the side of a highway dodging stray cattle. It was an experience and I think I would do it again, but would have liked to have been more forewarned.
E. I landed back in Hong Kong without my luggage. It was lost somewhere in between Malaysia and Hong Kong. During this time one of the baggage handlers hit on my boss and gave me his phone number. No luggage for 2 days.
F. During my time in Hong Kong the bridge in Minneapolis collapsed and my apartment flooded. I luckily called home to find out that everyone I knew was fine. But, I did return to my apartment in a disaster state. My landlord did pull all of the flooring out and put in new linoleum (why? probably really cheap because who in their right mind installs linoleum anymore?). But, the apartment was still messy from furniture being moved and bits of carpet and dirt stuck to the floor and spread throughout the kitchen. I am still cleaning up after this!
G. Back to the sunburn. I had burned badly enough to start peeling. Major peeling. It looked like some sort of nuclear side effect. This plagued me on the plane ride home- I am sure the passenger next to me was hoping and praying he wouldn't catch my surely contagious skin disease. And, I ended up buying a new dress to wear to the wedding I attended soon there after. I had to buy something that would cover up as much of my skin as possible because it was pretty yuckie. I carried lotion in my purse for two weeks.
H. Job. Omg. I have been in job limbo for weeks. And, it looks like I will stay in this limbo for another few months. I am actually hoping for a job that does not yet exist. Until this job can be created, I am more or less SOL. Either that or I need to start hoping something else opens up.
Good things have happened as well; got to hang out at a beach resort in Malaysia and visited the bustling metropolis of Hong Kong, got to see friends, finally received my visa for India, working on project most people in my position wouldn't get to touch, did half of my laundry yesterday... So, things aren't by any means terrible.
