Percy saved my life.
Well, maybe not “life”, but Percy saved my sanity. I had a rather hectic day today ending in dinner with 15 of my colleagues from out of town at a nicer-than-average chain cajun/seafood restaurant in The Woodlands. We had the little private wine room and I managed to eat all sorts of stuff that apparently didn’t sit well in my tummy. I woke up several times between midnight and two feeling like throwing up from acid reflux (which I normally don’t get unless I’ve been drinking cheap margarita mix) and thinking it would just go away before finally getting up and downing some of my newly gifted Percy bottle. I feel much better however, I seem to be afflicted with this can’t-get-back-to-sleep syndrome. Ugg. I have a *huge* day tomorrow with my boss in town (who I picked up from the airport tonight), his boss in town (who I will pick up tomorrow morning), a few big meeting around town with them (one of which I will have to present), and no frickin’ sleep. It’s nearly 4:00 and I need to be up in a couple hours… not now! This is just no good at all.
Mmmmmmmm, Pappadeaux! Great restaurant but still not worth a 4am post! Good luck!
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