Friday morning and can't move off my bed... My normal routine has been to get up and head straight to yoga class but today I can't seem to move. I've got some sort of sinus thing going on, or I'm not sure actually. For the past month the air conditioner has been on in whatever room I'm on. Basically it's a necessity. Survival really. I'm not used to living this way and don't like it. I think the AC can make people sick. My unit seems old and like it needs to be cleaned out. Anyway, for a few weeks now I've had a lot of phlegm in my throat just hovering around. Not really going away, but not really dragging me down either. Gargling with warm salt water, Neti Pot, whatever. Nothing works. This shit is holding tight... I hate the AC. Evil, evil monster.
Last night though it dragged me down. I was at my favorite Mexican restaurant here drinking Margarita's with my friend who was visiting from a little town in the desert north of Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. We were catching up on old times (Tunisia) and new futures (both of us getting out of the Middle East). I was already spinning a bit, but when I got home my nasal passages were getting out of control. All I could do to prevent feeling miserable was pass out, which I promptly did.
So now here I am, Saturday morning wishing I was in yoga class right now, but I'm not. I'm in my bed with the AC on typing... Shit happens. Must keep remembering that mantra. I'm looking forward to not needing AC ever again in a living environment. Yea, that's right. Shift happens too!
In other news, last week I got excited a little early, so started to take apart my life in this apartment for the past 2 years. Yes, in one afternoon it just about all came down and got packed away. I've got four large suitcases full of my life here that awaits my life in Istanbul. The kitties sure were curious. They were, and continue to be so, in various stages of lounge behavior on every suitcase.
I did a one last deep-cleaning (my style of deep cleaning) as well. That was exhausting. I see why everybody has cleaning people come to their houses to do this stuff. I wasn't able to bring myself to do this though. It seems weird honestly. It's also weird taking an entire morning/early afternoon to clean. Definitely not enjoyable, even while listening to heavy metal...
So my house is bare and I'm officially on bare-bones living. Feels good. It's only another month... Yes, I got a little too excited a little too early, but no matter. It's done now and I don't have to deal with it in the coming weeks. Better this way. Now I can just cruise.
I was busy yesterday making plans for an Aegean excursion with L-Fezz. We will seek out our new go-to spot on the Aegean Coast of Turkey. Now that our hippie camp has been sold on the Mediterranean, we need a new go-to spot. It's going to be epic. The 3Hs: hiking, hangovers, hanging (at beach). Yes, this is what I do. I'm still an amateur at one of these endeavors, which makes dealing with the other 2 a little dicey, at times...
Well, since I've dealt myself a guilt trip for not making it to yoga this morning, I think I'll check on the pool; if it's still tolerable to go in, I will. Likely the water is already too hot to partake in this activity though... Ugh, my last Middle Eastern summer. Period. Unless I was ever to move to Oman in the future... Again, LOVE THAT COUNTRY, in spite of how hot it is there. Yep, IMHO, the only place to live in the Middle East (for me that is). Bahrain is sweet, but small. Too much like back home on Maui in that respect (and only that respect).
Okay, carry on
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