The fun things about this outfit:
Sweater - Thrifted, Pants - 2nd Hand, Bracelets - Thrifted, Shoes - Target, Earrings - Old Navy
Everyone warned me about jet lag... Now everyone is asking me how I'm feeling...
Truth is I'm feeling fine. I'm not feeling jet lagged at all.
And I think I know why. I slept a very broken up 2 hours out of a total of 24 hours of travel.
When I got back I stayed awake for 3 more hours then slept for 10 hours, woke up, and went to work.
I'm guessing that being exhausted and sleeping at night instead of crashing when I got home was what helped. But all this is meaningless without a little tale of why I only slept a measly 2 chopped up hours.
Have you ever been on one of those lovely oversees flights that has 4 seats in the middle of 2 isles?
You know the two seats in the middle... Yep, the ones every hopes and prays they don't get stuck in for 9.5 hours... Guesses anyone? Yes, I ended up in the middle of the 4 seats.
It began with boarding... My travel buddy and I went back and forth between both rows thinking we were entering from the wrong isle for our two seats. (we thought we had 2 on the end of the 4). Soon we figured out we were in the middle with two strangers on either side. Her side of our cozy sandwich was topped with a man who had his ear buds in from beginning to end, and apparently up full blast because he didn't hear anything anyone tried to say to him, flight attendant or otherwise. And my end was capped with a youngster calling himself Elder. He spoke German and English while he studied a paper of some sort of Asian language. (I don't know what because I don't speak any language with the characters he was staring at.)
I ended up becoming a nerd for the public to see and watching The Hobbit on that flight.
Yep... Not even ashamed because I loved it! Still mentally frollicking in the shire at this moment.
For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!”