My one week break from Cabo is great, I would say I have about 50% of my energy back which means I can stay up past 8:30 now and catch up on Succession and Barry. So yeah my fatigue is better, nausea almost gone and my occasional neuropathy in my hands is almost gone as well. Yeah forgot to mention that one but it’s luckily not a bother, just tingling sensations. I was disappointed when I realized I was not gaining superpowers.
I have been pretty busy during the work week too with important tasks that my teenager wife likes to announce like we have to save the world. “THEY’RE RELEASING MORE TAYLOR TICKETS, GET ON TWITTER!” She cares more about these tickets than Ja Morant does his multi-million dollar NBA contract.
I’ve heard a lot of cool phrases like:
“I don’t care, I’ll go by myself.”
“Grab any tickets, I’ll drive.”
“Taylor Swift is more popular than Garth Brooks.”
And my favorite: “The price doesn’t matter.”
If you’re unfamiliar go look up the prices on Ticketmaster now.
When she reads this she’ll say something like “You don’t understand Joe.” And I don’t. Hot take- I don’t hate Taylor, she’s talented- just not my thing. But, telling Rachel she’s not is my new favorite way to annoy her.
If I’m being honest- yes she deserves this. While I am the one battling cancer, she has been Mom, caretaker, Uber driver for kids, and more. However I can not pay the same amount as a Nissan Versa for tickets, sorry. So if anyone is looking to let tickets go for maybe the price of an affordable mortgage let me know (or don’t, that’s still a lot).
What other exciting things have been going on? Well we got rocks put around our pool so there’s that. I had to do a 24 hour urine analysis which means I peed in a jug for a day and then FedEx came and took a small portion of it. Got ‘em! I switched our dog lead and stake from one side of the deck to the other. I restocked our Tide pods and dryer sheets. You know some people say you can’t do it all but let me tell you, it’s possible.
So friends, until we meet again, when I am struggling up stairs and getting nauseous over the sight of something exotic like an everything bagel, I must bid you adieu.
