Ouch. That's going to leave a mark.
While I was out war-driving this morning, I drove by Mom's. She's back from visiting Sister in New Zealand. And she's suffering from jet-lag.
It's good to have her back home. Now. In a couple of weeks, I'll be gritching.
/johnny
Jet lag. Not fun. Not fun at all. Does your mom travel through Guam to get to NZ? What's the route and who flies it?
I'm not sure that I'd let the boss know how relaxed I am while I'm at work. I think I'd want him to think that I'm sweatin' up a storm, really slavin' away.