Touched down on US soil on Valentine’s Day at 8:30 p.m. Got home at 10:30 and promptly went to bed. Woke up and got to work for Board meeting at 6:30 a.m. and toughed out the day.
Today, not so much toughing out. At 3 p.m. I was a husk of a human being so at 4 I limped home.
Jetlag sucks. Although the effect is noticeably diminished by flying direct instead of the usual stop-and-go.
And we’re moving this weekend to Los Alamitos. If you know me and haven’t received the “we’re moving email”, email me.
Not much time or energy to write much at the moment, but here. See some pictures from my visit to Khao Lak with my dad and the tsunami memorial competition finalists.