More Getting Old

This time it's jet lag. I used to be able to take a morning flight from London (one that I would have to get up at 5:30am for), land in Vancouver in the afternoon (despite sitting on the plane for 10 hours, the 8 hour difference means you arrive in Vancouver and there's still a whole day ahead of you), and power through to night time so as to correct my jet lag immediately.

It's 5:41pm right now, I've been up for 21 hours, and my eyes need toothpicks to prop them up. Dinner is at 6:15 and I feel there is a genuine risk I'm going to plonk face down into whatever it is and start snoring.

I'm hoping the high of seeing my niece and nephew will get me through to 8pm! that's all I'm aiming for!

First pro of being home: there's more water in the toilet bowl here

First con of being home: I have no idea where to buy hangers. Bed Bath and Beyond?

Ooh a pro Londoners will be jealous about: it's 23 degrees here.

Also who is the local dry cleaner?

Oiy vey.

Exhuastion blog posts are almost as incoherent as drunken blog posts!