Post-trio

I just got back from a work dinner. That is, a dinner at a nice but not fabulous restaurant (Postrio), hosted by a company whose conference I am attending tomorrow. I put on a suit and was attending as a customer. It was work, regardless of any social schmoozing.

But it was just one evening. Not following a full day of being on. Back when I made New York trips, I was there the full week and I was doing this from 9 in the morning until whenever I made it back to the hotel after dark. It got really old really fast.

I referred to the NY trips as "Death march with cocktails". I would dread them, although there was certainly enjoyment sprinkled in. This? Not so bad. I'm recuperating at home right now.

We'll see how I feel after tomorrow's all-day affair.