Taylor was gone for a few days, and Mercy got a fever. What could go wrong?
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Taylor doesn’t go on many work trips, but she goes on a few. The day before Taylor left (Tuesday), Mercy’s school called and said that she was running a fever and had to be picked up. This meant she had to stay home the next day (Wednesday).
She was getting old enough to be (slightly) entertained without me, right?
The answer was no; she was not old enough to be entertained without me. I let work know I wouldn’t be on for the day (even though this was my second week at Storable, I knew it would be best to just focus on getting this kid a little better.
The day off was great, and it wasn’t too bad to spend some time bonding with Mercy. She went to the doctor, who gave her a strep throat test (which was negative), so she went to school.
THere is a “germ corner” at school. They called a few minutes after she was dropped off, and said her temperature was slowly rising. I said I was on my way, and they said she was talking to the germ in the corner, saying “Bad germ, you make me sick! You make me not feel good.”
90 minutes after dropoff:
Though it seemed like I won, I actually didnt win. At this point, the germ was still winning. It was good to have Mercy back home for the day to spend some quality time with her.
She wanted to go to the “new park” and kept talking about it all morning.
After climbing two rungs on the ladder, and asking for the swing, then asking to get off the swing, we left; total time at park: less than 4 minutes.
But we made it to Friday.
This new position sent me some kinda fancy noise-cancelling headphones. They didn’t seem important, until they were important.
Deborah (Taylor’s mom) offered to come help for a minute. It turns out, Taylor called and asked because I was too prideful and thought I could handle it. I could not handle it.
The team had a technical problem: The .csv file was opening wiht a blank document before the real document was ready to be downloaded. I immediately knew what the answer was, so walked the team through the process of identifying the issue and the solution, and how to implement it. Like a boss. Thanks Deb!
Friday came, and Friday went. I worked, but wasn’t super productive.
Luckily, everyone was healthy and happy bu the time mom arrived. But thats not it; there was another half of the week, I like to call “Tournament Town” that happened each night after the kids went to bed.
Tournament Town.
A few friends from church and I decided to buy a book of tickets to the ACC tournament. Tickets to all 14 games for $200, if purchased wayyyy before the brackets were announced. We bought four seats together, and just tried to go to as many games as we could.
The first day was general admission, and no one else could make it that Tuesday evening, so I embraced my inner introvert and went solo. It was general admission, so I floated around and kept finding the best seat I could for 2 or 3 games that night.
I spotted the guys from the ACC Network that I had seen on tv all week:
I got the nerve to get a pic with Joel Berry:
10 out of 10; the first day was so much fun.
Ok, there is no point in describing a play-by-play. I saw the better part of 10 games. It was enough basketball to make anyone sick. Thank you Taylor for letting me enjoy this (it was planned before Taylor’s work trip). And thank you Deborah and Julie for babysitting to make the week work.
In short, here is the summary: UNC was terrible this year, and they lost. The bad guys (Duke) won the championship. I got to watch NC State play 2 games (more than anyone of my in-laws saw this year).
The ACC organization is leaving Greensboro, its home since it was founded in 1953.
Was this the last year it would ever be held in Greensboro? It is hard to tell, but it will be sad to see this tournament leave.
There were too many games to count.
Patrick never got his shirt, and that was a bummer.
After halftime, we managed to get some pretty awesome seats just about every game.
These were the seats we paid for for the week.
Each team-intro was pretty similar, but here was one.
If you are still reading, I am impressed. This is just rapid fire at this point.
By the last day, Patrick and I were whipped. It was an awesome week.
We made it. We watched the championship game. Neither of us are die-hard fans. But we had a blast.
