I've been under the weather most of this week and the wife says it's my fault. On Monday, after work, I drove up to Austin to pick up an old high school buddy for a Tori Amos concert. The concert was in San Antonio and looked like this...
After the show I drove my friend back to Austin, then drove myself back to San Antonio getting to bed at about 2:30am. That's about an hour later than I anticipated it would take.
That would normally have been okay. Problem was, I learned earlier that day at work that I had to be in Goliad the next morning at 8 which meant I had to wake up at 5:30. So I did. I got to Goliad on time, with only 2 1/2 hours sleep, and took care of my business there, then headed for a meeting in Corpus Christi that afternoon. I arrived home Tuesday around 6 pm and crashed. By then my immune system shut down and I was running a fever and feeling cruddy the next two days.
The wife says I'm getting too old to pull stunts like this. (I'm 33.) I said I would have been fine had it not been for the hour delay getting out of the concert and the unexpected early wake-up the following morning... that is, gone to bed at 1:30 (just an hour later than my usual bedtime) and been able to sleep till 6:45 like normal.
"You haven't learned your lesson, have you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Given the same circumstances in the future, you'd still stay out till 2:30?"
"If I didn't know I had to be up so early the following morning at the time I made my plans, then yes."
What say you?
BTW: Yesterday at work I told a 24 year-old guy I work with that I saw Tori Amos in concert Monday. He replied, "Should I know who that is?" Maybe I am showing my age.