Lagging

My days and nights are a jumbled mess. No matter how late I force myself to stay up, at 2:30 am, I’m wide awake.

So, I do what everyone does, watch bad TV, eat Ruffles, or maybe Fritos, and pretend that I’ll catch up later. And, that just doesn’t seem to happen. I also have a tendency to plan my next adventure. In this case, that would be Las Vegas, soon.

Transportation, lodging, transit, dinner resos, show tickets…all of these things have been completely planned. Now I’m not one of those crazy people who once locked in, no change may take place…I’m actually pretty flexible. I just like to have my game plan in place; subject to change.

I’d like to think traveling with me affords time to enjoy the adventure. But alas, there is nothing I can not bear more than indecision. The, “I don’t care, what to you want to do?” never takes place on my trips. I personally like a roadmap, with a potential for tweaking.

So, alas yet another day has been wasted. It’s 4:30 in the afternoon. I am still in my pajamas. At a certain point, you just give into the lag and hope it passes. Until then, you are owned by your sleep patterns.