Yep, it's my usual return-to-reality-after-vacation blahs ... wow, am I not a fan. And this time around, I woke up sick as a dog.
My flight landed Monday night around 11p. I woke up Tuesday morning feeling like I got run over by a truck. ... Adding to my already not-so-thrilled mood of reality's return.
I've made it through the week, have a crazy busy weekend ahead of me, but think come Monday I'll be back in the swing of things. I can finally breath again ... well, a little bit. By next week, I hope to toss the Kleenex box to the side and be done with it.
In the meantime, I put a BEAUTIFUL picture of my cousin's wedding site on my desktop, so I can just stare at that when I need a moment.