Lagging

 

My house is a mess of unpacking and, once again, construction projects.  (Kitchen trimmed for my birthday- yay!  Kitchen floor re-varnished- yay!  "New" woodstove installed, which, despite my apprehensions, seems to be kicking out plenty of heat- yay!  Stink of varnish and stove paint- boo!  Dirt-- boo stinkin' hoo!  Lack of glass in the door of the new stove- quadruple boo, I'm gonna miss it a lot.)

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Did you know that jet lag includes not only time and sleep and eating and general routine, but also temperature?  50 degrees when I left and 5 when I arrived is nothing short of shocking.

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The sleeping and eating part of the jetlag really stinks, especially with a baby.  My clock says 1:16am.  Grr.  Evan's been sleeping about an hour. 

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Loneliness, dehydration, cold, lack of motivation, snow, depression, crying and clingy baby, messy house...  I'm ready to hibernate now, thanksomuch.

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The flight attendants on our flights handed out warm chocolate chip cookies after the drink service.  That's a new one.  Hm, let me think, a tiny foil bag of 13 1/2 peanuts or warm chocolate chip cookie?  No-brainer.  Cookie!  The Frontier Airlines marketing people are sure earning their keep.  That cookie seems like a huge perk, but, as my Mom pointed out, they charged me $40 for my baggage.

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Hm.  I really do intend not to sound so negative when I write here, but I guess I'm a little depressed and trying to be funny to keep from being sad.  But I've been through this many times and I know it passes...  Maybe I'll have more cheerful things to write soon.