Mark and I leave for India this Thursday, and it still doesn't quite seem like it's really going to happen. But everything is in order, including the visa that I was freaking out about getting in time and the last-minute tetanus shot that has made my arm sore and annoying for the past few days. The goal today is to get some Chicago souvenirs for my coworkers in Mumbai while we're down on museum campus.
But stepping back for a moment, I had a conversation with a couple of coworkers yesterday in which we were talking about people who somehow have all the weird and inconvenient issues happen to them. Isn't that strange, that some people just chronically have crap for luck and have to deal with all the random dilemmas that life seems so eager to throw at them, while others of us just kind of coast through with only an occasional blip of a problem and whine when those blips come up? I think that in my family, my sister has often been that random dilemma person, and I have to say that while I think that she is probably better suited to deal with it than the rest of us, I don't think it's very fair.
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