I am back from my little trip in Chicago. It was amazing, fun, and all a vacation should be. Jon and I ate way too much food, and we'll be eating like peasants for awhile to pay for that, but, talk about worth it. I have so much to catch you all up on, but, I just haven't gotten around to thinking about it, much less doing things to help with that (like uploading and sorting through nearly a thousand photos for example). Hell, the laundry is *almost* done and I've been home since Sunday evening. I just flat out don't feel up to doing it. In fairness, I don't like doing laundry most of the time anyways, but, after my vacation the task seems especially burdensome.
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So, I have diagnosed myself as having post traumatic vacation hangover. Symptoms include; nostalgia, fatigue, lack of motivation, complaining about every day tasks, disorientation to said simple daily tasks, and just not having one's s*it together.
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If only they made a pill for this sort of thing. Wouldn't that be lovely? Well, I will get my butt in gear soon enough, get those photos uploaded, and get you all caught up on my ever so not exciting life. Love you all and hope all is well!!
