Post festival blues

I got 'em. :frowning:

Day started off with a blown out ceiling from a roof leak in the room I am hosting a 5 day conference in. Part for a colposcope that was ordered for emergency delivery this morning arrived at 9:30 on time but sat on this dumbass’s desk who never bothered to tell anyone she had it while I flew around trying to find it finally locating it at 1:00.

Only thing that went right so far was looking at Hooch’s photos and getting new tires on my truck. Thank the Lard there is a Tiki-Bar reunion party at G&D’s tonight. I need a festi-family fix!

FESTIVAL!!! :flower :flower :flower :flower :flower :flower :flower

Keep your chins up girls! Think about all the poor souls that will never get to experience what you just did at the Festival. Although it is sad to leave all of this behind, just close your eyes and envision all the things that made you smile while you were there.

You are so right! there is a hell of lot more to be grateful for than sad about. I should quit whining. The job is wearing on me and now that I am down to my last 35 days it is getting harder, and harder and harder to tolerate anything. But hey RG is in 27 days!

You are never to old to run away! I am running away in August, all the way to Alaska!

The PFB’s are strong some years and gentle other years. i can’t tell what this one is, but there are signs that swing back and forth. I have been in rain and heat, silence and sound, but I don’t follow the paths of TBF these days, hope to blink my eyes and be back, but it is time for another revolution around the sun. See you next time around.

Got them bad here too… We havent even finished uppacking yet- body is having a rough time adjusting to the temp difference… It’s hotter than crap and we are almost in monsoon so it’s humid too! Almost posted last night about some packing misadventures we had wed evening that almost had me to the state of tears until I started laughing hysterically…LOL… First, I was trying to pull a sleeping bag out of camper and got it stuck on the one cactus in driveway- big barrel cactus with the fish hook type barbs… Yup, as I was trying to get loose, I pricked my hand - hurt like heck… Then, I decided to move van up some, I knew when I did it that the box of liquor fell over… I mentioned to Steve but he was in a rush to get to work… Meanwhile, I decided to make a drycleaning run- get frantic call from Steve that his keys were in pants pockets… It’s now about 6:50 PM- he needs to be at work and drycleaners both close at 7pm… I race back and get keys… Meanwhile, Alex decided to ā€œhelpā€ … But, I get back- Steve took other car and Alex is standing in driveway surrounded by broken liqour bottles and booze running down driveway…Oh well… so had to clean up all the glass and I really wish the botte of Kahlua had survived at that point…LOL
I’ve also had some side pains that had me convinced last night for several hours that I had a kidney stone… Seems better now but I’m hoping whatever it was it’s gone… I’m chugging water now- probabaly didnt do that enough at t-ride…

Wow! My re-entry does not suck nearly as bad as I thught it did. Thanks Deb!

That’s when you just want to burn everything down and start all over again with new stuff

It just hit me hard today as I was driving in the painted desert outside town. I want to go back to Telluride now, but Northern Arizona will have to do for a time. :cheers

I’ve got it bad this weekend too. But I hope to improve it (or make it worse) by hitting our newly-opened branch of Smuggler’s Brewpup tonight for dinner. All beer shipped in straight from Telluride. I miss all you freaky people.