I am finally getting over the jet lag. This morning I was able to sleep until 6:30AM. The other mornings I was wide awake at 2:00AM and unable to get back to sleep until 7:00AM and then slept till Noon. I guess the nine hours time difference from the West Coast was a little too much for a one night recovery.
To add insult to injury, I did another "She Who" ADD/sleepwalking moment. I have a tendency to sleep walk at times and end up in some really strange places. One time while at MIL's house I walked into the clothes closet and got tangled in all the clothing. I remember being terrified, not being able to turn around and get out of the "Sea of Clothes." Spousal Unit finds me all over the house and usually just guides me back to bed when I am up and about.
Friday, because of the jet lag I went to bed early. He wasn't ready for bed and so was still downstairs. I must have gotten up to go to the bathroom and ran into the door frame.
I officially have my first black eye.
While we were out and about yesterday, a store employee asked if I was in an accident. I said, "Actually I just had my eyelid tattooed for permanent eye makeup." He didn't seem to believe that answer. So I told him that yes I was in an accident and was lucky that that was my only injury. I also decided it was time to invest in some liquid foundation and cover up. The old fart beauty type stuff... to hide/fill in the wrinkles.
If I gotta wear that stuff for the next few days I might as well look ageless.