In two weeks, I will be in San Francisco again for a round of strategy/planning meetings. Then a week after that I will be flying to Rhode Island to attend Alex’s wedding.
For some, this isn’t too much flying. But what makes it pro level (for me) is that, in between my trips, I will also be going into the hospital for a minor surgery to break up a 5 mm kidney stone. As a result, my trip to Rhode Island will also include a tube placed between my kidney and bladder. I wonder if it will show up on the airport x-ray machine? Who knows.
Regardless, I am not sure how to feel about any of this. Getting older is getting weirder.
However, life is short and, at most, this all is just kind of uncomfortable. So here’s my plan:
- Be nice to myself.
- Be nice to myself.
- Be nice to myself.
By typing the above three times, maybe I will actually listen and “be nice to myself.” I just need to not beat myself up y'all. To do that, I have to recognize that flying across the country twice, being a part of planning my company’s future, and having a tube reside in me all the while is, well, a lot. And I should expect some things to be dropped and hiccups to be had.