This morning didn't start out well. I wasn't feeling great, with some minor stomach pains. I exercised anyways. After I was done with the treadmill, I actually did the first few of my Pilates exercises. This made me feel a bit better.
But it also made me behind schedule.
I tried to rush through the shower, but I forgot that I don't have any conditioner left. So I added some water, swished it around and used that.
By the time I got dressed I was at least ten minutes later than I usually am.
I headed to the kitchen and tried to make coffee. This required that I grind some beans. I spilled them. They and some errant grounds made a mess on the counter. I left it so that I could get my breakfast started, which I promised C. would include a small amount of kefir. J. wasn't up yet, so I went to get him. By the time I got him back to the couch, it was already 7:10 and I had missed the Local on the 8s. Late, late, late. I sat for only a minute or so and then got up to make the rest of my breakfast.
And I hadn't even started making my lunch yet.
I finally got everything done in the kitchen and rinsed by bowl.
Still 10+ minutes behind schedule.
I got myself ready, packed up my stuff, said my goodbyes, gave all my singles to Chris for lunch monies, and left. No disasters, just nothing going quite smoothly.
Somehow, despite horrid traffic reports on the radio, I arrived in the parking garage at work within 39 minutes of leaving my driveway. Wow. That doesn't happen that often. Not at the time that I've been leaving my house lately.
So, my first order of business this morning was to get Office updated on my computers. I had an email waiting for me to just let C. R. know when I was available, but after 9am. Fine. At 9:05 I emailed him and said I was ready. Then I logged out. I switched to using my laptop and began working from there. I considered logging out of the laptop too, but then decided I would have time to do that while my desktop was being worked on.
I worked and worked and worked. Finally I sent another email to C. R. asking if he had gotten the first. He replied that he had, but that he had been pulled away and would be here in 15 minutes (~10:20). I continued to work and work and work. And then I realized that K. N. was giving a KBO talk at the Nix and Hydra conference downstairs at 10:45. I figured it would be good for me to go and sit in the back. In the mean time, I kept working.
At 10:43 I left to go to K. N.'s talk. I nearly ran into him on the way into the auditorium. He said, "Oh, you're here!" I headed for the back row. As I sat there, his title slide was displayed. It did not list my name. S. K. B. saw me, but I was working diligently on my laptop. Then S. R. came to sit by me and she asked if I was there for "support". I said no. And she asked why. Since S. K. B. was sitting too close for comfort, I leaned way over into S. R.'s ear and explained the lack of ending of working on K. N.'s project. Then we continued to chat about NICMOS and handbooks and such. At some point I noticed that K. N.'s title slide was not showing anymore. She had to leave to support the talks in the control room. Then K. N. walked up to S. K. B. and chatted with her. I read my email. Then K. N. chatted with N. R., who was sitting directly in front of me. And I started to respond to email. Then K. N. came up to me and recommended that I watch the webcast of the previous talk that was about detection limits and such. It would be good background for me. As he started to walk away to go give his talk, he said over his shoulder that we would finish it up. I just nodded.
When I looked back at the screen, my name was added the end of the list of collaborators.
The little shit added me after seeing that I was going to be there for the talk.
This irritated the hell out of me, but N. R. was sitting close so I couldn't even cuss under my breath. Instead, I set my foot to bobbing up and down at a frantic pace. During the talk, K. N. mentioned my name as helping to look for binaries and not finding any. I felt my face flush. I was mad as hell and he was mentioning my name. He was just doing his best to soothe his guilty conscience. Good for him. It didn't make me feel one bit better. As he continued with the talk, he mentioned S. K. B.'s name a couple of times. Good for her. She probably relishes it.
I think my foot bobbed for the entire 30 minutes continuously and quite irritably. As soon as the talk was done and people were raising their hands with questions, I left.
I'm cured.
I don't want to do solar system science anymore.
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