Let’s see if I can make this one stick: When sick, do less! Much less! I was so happy to feel better, but I got carried away with my new strength, and then paid for it the rest of the week.
Well, at least I get another shot at getting better! This time: less!
I learned that it’s worth checking out the airport website to see if there are earlier flights that you could catch if you just knew about them. Otherwise, it could mean arriving at the airport just 30 or so minutes too late to get a flight 90 minutes earlier that the scheduled one, which just could have resulted in missing Holiday Weekend Traffic on I-93 North. So maybe get home more than three hours earlier.
My new colleague Danny Quinn, not to be confused with my dear friend Dannie Quinn of 30+ years and long-time parcipant of this blog, tells me:
“Never eat a day old Taco Bell taco that was left out overnight”
Lessons are everywhere!
Raveen brought her passport to the airport, in addition to her license. She finds it easier to flash. At first, I thought that was risky – one more thing to lose and a hard one to replace at that. But when I heard about the cop who pulled her over in her neighborhood on the way to the airport, and then LOST her license, the passport thing sounded like a good lesson to learn!
Oh yeah – and then he found the license and pulled her over again to give it back. And tried to ask her out!
… to come up with a Lesson every day! So maybe that is a lesson in itself? But I am hanging in here!
I have learned that if I don’t write my Lessons Learned down, then I don’t remember them and hence it’s difficult to learn from them!
Oh yeah… I have also learned that I have to write them down legibly. If I can’t read them it doesn’t count and it doesn’t work.
Sally says that she’s learned that if you smile on the Green Line, people treat you differently. Someone even told her they liked her hat! (It is cute!)
Jenn C, who is fighting a nasty cough, heard two different people recommend the same solution for sleep in the same day, so she tried it and it worked for her!
She put Vicks Vapor Rub on her feet at bedtime, then her socks, and then slept better and got more rest than she had in weeks.
What do you think? Have you done this? Why would it work? As a reflexology-related effect, as Jenn suspects?
On this day, I learned multiple lessons about using a GPS. The first few are obvious – or at least they are now:
Be specific about the address! Winthrop Street is by Logan Airport, and is nowhere near Winthrop Square in Downtown Crossing. There are at least three different Summer Streets in Boston, in three different places.
Check out the GPS map view or the whole sequence of directions before you start out. Then you can pick the one to which you would actually care to go!
And this is the big one of the day: Even though it sounds like a good solution for navigating the one-ways, forget using a GPS in Very Old Boston! The Fanueil Hall area, complete with 200+ year old paved cow paths, twists and turns and small angles, seems to have named (but not labeled) roads that not distinct enough for my Garmin GPS. It freaked out! It went into an incoherent rant that went something like this as I crawled through traffic: “Turn right on Milk Stree.. recalculating turn left on [something] str… recalculating.. recalculating… turn left on .. recalculating…” Well you get the idea.
Not yet a month after I learned it (see January 11), I am learning the lesson AGAIN to keep the darn power cord with the device for which it was born and bred.
Jane's Lessons Learned 