A short post: Jet lag isn't fun. We got home five days ago. Stace and the kids are dealing with an eight-hour time adjustment, while I've got seven hours since I came from Minnesota. (They say that it takes one day to adjust for every hour you're off, although "they" also said that labor is the worst pain a person can experience, and if you've read the post about my back injury, you know that isn't true.) Anyway, Lindsey fell asleep on the school bus on the way home this afternoon. Tanner melted down while he was doing his homework. Stace went to bed at 9:00 tonight.
I feel fine.
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