Has anyone seen my brain?

Ok. I’m back. Two weeks spent driving around Ireland, and I am so. fucking. tired. The older I get, the worse the curse of jetlag becomes. This sucks. Not to mention the fact that I’ve had one day to recover. And now I’m thrown back into the reality of the school year. Please don’t think I’m complaining that school has started again.

Because that would be just crazy.

Shhhhh… what is that sound? It’s nothing. It’s fucking NOTHING. It is QUIET here, and I could NOT be happier. I’m only whining because, after two weeks of vacation… which, by the way is SO much more work than being home… I’m back to having to wake up at 5am to put the coffee on, and make scrambled eggs for my zero-period-going high schooler. Yes, I spoil him. But if I didn’t make him eggs, he’d eat Capt. Crunch for breakfast. Enough said. But if 5am eggs are the only cost for the benefit of pure, blissful silence for six hours a day, so be it. I’ve looked forward to this moment since…. well, two days after they were out for the summer.

I can’t wait to get my brain back… I’m still in a jetlagged fog. And probably suffering from a two-week hangover. Hey, don’t judge. When in Ireland…    But I can assure you, I never fell into the gutter. However, if I did, I would not have been alone. Just sayin.

So as soon as I find my brain… I’m certain it’s around here somewhere… I’ll share my stories. I’ve missed you, my friends.

Love and bullcasm,
xo lynn

2 Thoughts on “Has anyone seen my brain?

  1. Congratulations on making it through the summer. Let’s go celebrate with mimosas. Or shots.

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