Traveling is exhausting. I find it difficult to adjust quickly to time changes and whatnot, especially when I’m not sure how much of an adjustment I want to make. Lately I have been awakening at east coast time (5 am where I’m at) and going to bed at west coast time (11 pm to midnight). I keep hitting these walls in the middle of the afternoon and taking longer and longer naps. This is exactly what happened to me when we moved east and I had to adjust there, only I got completely screwed up, taking horribly long naps and going to bed much too late. It took having a regular job, going to bed at the same time and getting up at the same time, to force my body to figure things out. Then I go and screw it up by coming home for a visit, and a long enough visit to make a difference.
Several mornings I have wanted to write on this blog when I wakened too early, but I was just too tired to rouse myself enough to do it. So I would lie there and compose in my head. That’s a useful enterprise. Then when I got up we had to start on our marathon running around sessions and I didn’t write a word.
Not surprisingly, the prior two paragraphs were the only one I wrote. I was interrupted to go and do something and five days later, I’m finally sitting down to finish what I started to say. This is how it has been since we got here. We have gone from one place to another to another ever since we got here. Tomorrow we leave. Today we don’t have any specific plans except to pack, only Dan hasn’t see one of his best friends since we arrived, and he is hoping to connect with her today. I hope that’s all we do besides eat and pack. I’m tired.