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There was this story on 20/20 a few weeks ago about a medical condition where people cannot feel pain. It was sparked by a character on Grey’s Anatomy, so Jon Stossel and gang found 2 females – one very young, one in her 30s – that had this condition. It’s a curse. Because they can’t feel pain, they are prone to literally disfiguring themselves: Knocking out teeth and eyeballs, having gaping wounds without noticing and getting infection, and more disturbing things.
So the moral of the 20/20 piece was that pain is good. It’s not only good, but essential.
I kept telling myself this as the week went on. It wasn’t a horrible week, not in the ways horrible can be really bad. But it was just one of those weeks where lots of smallish things happened that made plans adjust in one way or another.
There was Jasper’s teeth woes. I wrote about that earlier. He seems to be doing great now, though he was already a “special needs” dog to begin with – partially crippled and wears a diaper in the house; has since he was a pup. Still, it was a trip and bill to the vet. Never a welcome experience.
Tuesday night I literally wrapped up the only active billable project. I have several things in the hands of clients, but nothing new. It would have been very disturbing had I not lined up a seminar about marketing to go to. The business people there were on hand to learn about marketing, and I “just so happened” to be there to hand out my card. Exchanged around 10 cards. Crossed my fingers. I then had a meeting with a new prospect. Good stuff.
Wednesday started off good enough, but late in the day we had the worst t-storm I’ve experienced since moving here. It took down a HUGE tree across the street, and also took out our power for 28 hours. Yesterday we awoke to no power, so we went wi-fi hopping. Started off at a Panera, then to a mall, and finally landed at my in-laws. Thankfully Garrett was agreeable most of the day.
But then last night our A/C crapped out on us. This became apparent when Garrett woke up around 3am screaming b/c he was hot and sweaty. He’s like his daddy: He runs warm, all the time. A little oven. I looked at the t-stat and it was 84 inside. So when 9am rolled around we called our home warranty folks to get someone out here. Someone came at 3pm, fixed it and drove away. Ten minutes later it started squealing and I checked it out, and saw that the fan on the A/C unit outside was about to come off. I called the A/C guy back, and the motor had to be replaced. God bless home warranties! We just had a few hundred dollars of work done for $55.
Yesterday I was also rejected by 3 prospects. That’s always fun.
So I’m ready for a good weekend. Ready for a clearing of the palette to start off next week on a high note.
