Welcome back...so which of Santa's reindeer didn't make the cut for pulling the sleigh this year? Was your belly glowing red like ET's finger?
I hear ya on the jet lag. Going over to England was murder on my oldest son. He was dead to the world for the firt 24 hours. He literally slept all day and all night long...woke up the second day, like nothing had happened.
Here's what I know. Coming back is harder than going. Drink lots of water. Which is so much fun because that only encourages you to spend more time in the nasty cramped confines of the airplane lavatories. Follow whatever time you're in. Exposing yourself to the natural daylight of whatever time you're in will help.
Going out you run on pure adrenalin and it's not to bad. Coming home it all catches up with you and the worst part is hitting the wall at work at about 3pm (we both went back to work the very next day) because it's like midnight in the time zone you're used to.
I heard that staying up all night the night you leave and then knocking yourself out with a Tylenol pm on the trans-Atlantic flight was a good idea. But that was from a 20-year-old. All-nighters were nothing when we were 20.
I would suggest eye-shades, ear plugs and a neck pillow, resting what you can, and waiting to knock yourself out till bedtime when you get home. That way it's a little easier to avoid waking up at midnight or so because you think it's nine in the morning. Try to do something active the last part of the afternoon and early evening and it will help you make it till a normal bedtime.
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Welcome back! Did you bring home a reindeer?
No, but I ate one. (not a whole one)
I did bring home a reindeer horn keychain though.
Just because it was made in Finland and not China and isn't something readily available at Wal-Mart.
Welcome back...so which of Santa's reindeer didn't make the cut for pulling the sleigh this year? Was your belly glowing red like ET's finger?
I hear ya on the jet lag. Going over to England was murder on my oldest son. He was dead to the world for the firt 24 hours. He literally slept all day and all night long...woke up the second day, like nothing had happened.
Welcome back!
Glad you're back safe and sound. See...planes aren't soo bad. I think coming back jet lag is way worse than going jet lag.
Happy napping... can't wait to hear more Finland stories! :)
I want to hear more about how teenaged children missed you!
Thanks all--it's good to be back.
azucar--It's coming. And it's good--better than I ever expected (but of course I'm not naive enough to believe for one second it will last).
But I got a little distracted by one of today's headlines...
Yay! You're back. Now we can PAR-TAY!
Here's what I know. Coming back is harder than going. Drink lots of water. Which is so much fun because that only encourages you to spend more time in the nasty cramped confines of the airplane lavatories. Follow whatever time you're in. Exposing yourself to the natural daylight of whatever time you're in will help.
Going out you run on pure adrenalin and it's not to bad. Coming home it all catches up with you and the worst part is hitting the wall at work at about 3pm (we both went back to work the very next day) because it's like midnight in the time zone you're used to.
I heard that staying up all night the night you leave and then knocking yourself out with a Tylenol pm on the trans-Atlantic flight was a good idea. But that was from a 20-year-old. All-nighters were nothing when we were 20.
I would suggest eye-shades, ear plugs and a neck pillow, resting what you can, and waiting to knock yourself out till bedtime when you get home. That way it's a little easier to avoid waking up at midnight or so because you think it's nine in the morning. Try to do something active the last part of the afternoon and early evening and it will help you make it till a normal bedtime.
Good luck! You'll have a blast!
Of course, I just remembered. You'll be recuperating from jet lag in HAWAII! I'm sure it's much easier over there...
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