1. Setting the alarm and lying down for a 1-hour nap because you are literally so tired you cannot keep your eyes open, and then, in your zombie-induced haze, turning off the alarm and struggling subsequently as if you are in sleep quicksand to wake up.
2. Getting your digestive system cycle back on track. For a intestinally-regular person like me, being completely off on my disposal schedule is discombobulating.
3. Waking up at 3 a.m. or 4 a.m. or 5 a.m. and not being able to get back to sleep in the time left before the alarm goes off for work.
4. Making idiotic, simple mistakes at work because you're not tracking properly.
5. Having no motivation whatsoever beyond the absolute minimum, to get anything done beyond the necessary motions of getting through the day.
That said, I feel like the worst is just about over, though I had the sleep-quicksand issue this evening again. At least last night I slept all the way until 6 when Anders' alarm went off. Maybe I'll actually be able to sleep in this weekend, for the first time since JUNE. haha!
I've managed to get photos off my ipad and iphone onto the computer, and selected a pile of people pics from Martin's 2000 photos, but still have to actually sit down and winnow further and then edit them and that motivation is still lacking (see #5 above). And I haven't even started to think about photos of what we actually DID while we were gone.
I wanted to write this down somewhere so I don't forget about it...it's an appetizer that my Aunt Bette made at my mom's for the party: Guacamole Tomato Slices. SO GOOD. I have asked her for the recipe so I can confirm actual amounts of ingredients, but in the meantime: guac made with crushed garlic, salt and pepper, PILED in generous dollops on top of thick slices of beefsteak tomatoes and then sprinkled with crushed tortilla chips. Nom nom nom! I have to plan a dinner menu for girlfriends in a few weeks and I'm thinking this might be the appetizer I make.
I am loving my new Coach purse, even though it's not a style I would have chosen originally. The one I really wanted was $100 more than I wanted to spend so I managed to restrain myself and choose one of the 2 next choices, but so far, I really like it. I have had the same Coach purse for more than 25 years so this is a major change. When my first Coach got too beat up, I went and found the same model on Etsy and then again years later so I could keep it, I liked it so much. This one is slightly bigger and doesn't have the big front pocket I prefer, but I like it nonetheless. I've never understood people who change their purses out all the time. Doesn't that get confusing? I could reach into my purse without looking and find what I needed, every time, because everything had its place. Now I have to readjust my mental purse map a bit, but that's okay. Change keeps you young, right?
Except bowel schedule changes. That just makes you crazy.