Well, I suppose what I really mean is that little things can get out of control and that then sets other things into motion. It should have been fairly simple. In the usual manner, I had a number of tasks planned before we left on our trip, some planned to take care of the morning before our afternoon flight, then a string that I needed to jump on as soon as we returned home. That was of course after we had a full and productive trip jammed tightly with activities – all of which were pleasant and involved family, friends, and fun. Ah yes – such were the plans. The problem with simple colds is that I, like many, choose to believe that they really only last about three to five days and the truth is that they last closer to 10-14. I finally looked it up out of sheer frustration. It’s the first 3-4 days when you are the most contagious. How contagious ever got translated into cured is a probably a combination of wishful thinking and advertisements that show folks up and doing well after taking pick-your-product. And then of course, there is the distinct possibility that now that I have tipped into that over-60 age category that perhaps my body doesn’t respond to things in quite the same way as before. Gee, wouldn’t that be a big surprise?

At any rate, what would have been a truly terrific trip was still terrific in the sense of things that we did providing that I didn’t pull a Typhoid Mary (which I shouldn’t have based on the calculations). Now, of course, I’m behind on several critical tasks that I need to make up which means I need to do a little re-prioritizing which I generally dislike doing. I mean, seriously, I do not have time for this nonsense. And that leads me back around to the little things – the reality is that I have been pushing myself very hard with several parallel projects and that probably impacted my resistance which allowed what could have been a relatively simple cold to hit me harder than it would have otherwise. In either case, I’ve been a bit of a mess for the past several days and hopefully am now ready to get back on track and will just have to admit that the recovery time isn’t likely to be shortened any. Now, do I still have a can of chicken soup in the pantry?