As we were getting on the plane to Israel, a woman I work with, who has never been to Israel, asked me how I deal with the jet lag from taking this trip. "I never get jet lag", I replied. I realize now that I probably sounded kind of smug. Anyway - famous last words!
My jet lag is so intense. I feel like I could probably fall asleep anywhere, at any time. Yesterday, at my niece's second birthday, I nearly snuck off to take a nap in her room. My poor husband has been forced to watch 20 minutes segments every night of The Bachelor episode that I missed while gone. I cannot keep my eyes open to see who accepts a stay in the Fantasy Suite! (Ted is SUCH a good sport!)
I keep waking up in the morning at my usual time but by 4 pm, I am beyond exhausted. I am chalking it up to old age - like I do with everything else. Old age kind of sucks.
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