I got home at 12am last night. Wooo. Rock on.
Needless to say I was beat. Horribly beat.
Aaaaand I took the day off on Friday.
The combination of sleep deprevation during the entire trip along with 30 hours of constant traveling, stress, and the knowledge that I don’t need to get my ass up to go to work meant my mind went, “Why THANK YOU!!! I’m going to turn myself off now”.
I went to bed at 2am and I was woken up at 4pm due to my sister calling my cel.
I then got up and called mom and dad to see what time they are coming here on Saturday (they are flying out from Cleveland on Sunday) and after telling them I should get up and get something to eat since I really haven’t eaten anything since 8pm Wednesday night US time other than small portions of airline food that didn’t make me feel sick….and then stupidly went and lied down in bed again.
Ooops.
Sooooooooooooooooooooo I woke up again at midnight.
Yeah….
Great….
It’s 1am now. I’m going back to bed at 2am again. Don’t worry. I WILL be able to sleep no problem. But I will wake up at an early time tomorrow to get breakfast and such.
Mom and dad are coming up at 11:30 tomorrow and we are off to my sister and her BF’s place and then to lunch…all 5 of us. …guess I still get to play translator post business trip….
Yes…I’m being whiny. And I deserve to dammit.
But anyway, I’m home. I will be posting some final food posts later. I promise!!
(^_^)
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