Today started out with three things on my docket, but I could only deal with two of them. I wasn't up to having lunch with Vicki #2, as my GI Tract was giving me problems. But I was up to going to my weekly speech therapy session, then to dinner with HWV and another board member (let's call her HWJ for now). There was only so much I was willing to take on today, and I figured that I could postpone lunch with Vicki until next week.
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I wasn't feeling that great when I got up this morning - I was sneezing a lot, as my nose was running the 4 minute mile. No, I did not have a cold. Instead, I have suffered with my usual autumn allergy season problems. Once things settled down, I texted Vicki to tell her that I wasn't going to make it today, asking to postpone until the following week. This allowed me another, much needed, hour in bed, And then it was time to get ready. I was lucky to be home, as my GI Tract started to rebel on me. Then it was time to get showered, shaved, etc. before driving to Mercy College.
Arriving at Mercy a few minutes early, I paid my bill. And I wish I had had more time, as my GI Tract was again telling me that it was in a rebellious state. So I went into my session, and within 5 minutes it was off to the restroom. AARGH! Luckily, I wasn't long there, and I was able to complete a compressed session.
On the way home, I chatted with GFJ. As much as I'm interested in going to a comedy club meetup (and having dinner with her beforehand), there's a part of me that would rather spend the day as Marian. (Just don't say that to her right now.) Soon, she'll be going to Florida with her friend, and I hope she has a great time there.
As for me, I figured that I had about an hour to get ready for dinner with HWV and HWJ. Tonight's restaurant week dinner was scheduled for the Red Hat Bistro in Irvington. Vicki and I chatted about this place, and she warned me about how high prices are carefully bypassed when wait staff mentions specials on the menu.
Around 6:15, HWV and HWJ arrived and we drove to dinner in the rain. Arriving around 7:00, we got out of the car and found that the winds were gusting at 30+ mph, and it wasn't worth bothering to use our umbrellas. Once inside the restaurant, we sat down and enjoyed a nice dinner from the restaurant week menu. I was asked about my transgender nature, and I told both ladies that I wish I had been born with the correct plumbing, and that if it weren't for romance and family considerations, that I'd already be living as Marian 24x7. (We went into this in much more detail than what I'm doing here.) But I noted that until I am 24x7, I won't be attending co-op board meetings as Marian. Why confuse people?
A little after 9:15, we left the restaurant and drove home on local roads. I was not in a rush, and I didn't trust the conditions on the highways. Getting home, we agreed that we must do this again soon - and I hope that it is much sooner than later.
