We arrived back in Laos yesterday with our sore throats and running noses and 103 kilos of luggage (no, not making that up, that is actually how much we checked in and isn’t counting our four carry-ons which were loaded with children’s books) to find lots of hot sunshine to be had but not a great deal of electricity. As in, none.
Mike hopped on his bicycle and went to do things like order yogurt and bread and buy fruit.
There was no way I was braving the furnace that was upstairs to start unpacking suitcases, so I sat on the tile floor and watched sweaty snotty baby pull toys out of a basket while I tried to piece the alphabet foam mat that I’d disassembled before we left for the sake of our house-sitters (the whole rainbow foam-alphabet is growing on me, but I do realize it’s not everyone’s favorite look).
I was doing pretty well until I got to W. Then I was momentarily stuck.
I knew I needed an X, but I couldn’t find it. As it turned out, I’d already used the X, right after R.
Yes. I was so tired from four days of not getting more than two hours of sleep in a row that I got the alphabet wrong.
I’ve done some silly things tired, but I think that takes the spacey cake.
In other news, we spent most of Saturday at Bumrungrad hospital in Bangkok, bouncing between doctors appointments. Good news from Dominic’s first follow up for his leg. The healing (or “remodeling” as they called it) is going well. The end of the femur has started to straighten out and the break sites are less visible. The doctors had no concerns at this stage.
What’s the funniest thing you’ve done when you were tired?
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I’m not quite sure is exactly what you were thinking of, but early on in my pregnancy I was so tired I got up in the middle of the night to pee and then fell asleep on the toilet… It was probably only for 5 or 10 mintues, but still, not the most confortable sleeping position!
Too funny. Isn’t it obnoxious how many times you have to get up to pee when you’re pregnant? Even when the bub’s the size of a coffee bean.
I waited tables in college & moved up to manager for awhile. One night, I was the closing manager, leaving at 2 a.m., and we all had to be back at 5 a.m. to cook breakfast for an all-staff meeting. I knew 3 hours of sleep would make me cranky, so I just stayed up, hitting that delirious stage of exhaustion right as one of the cooks and I were scrambling 3 dozen eggs for huevos rancheros. He & I made up a stunning duet about huevos rancheros. Yes, I sang out loud in front of all the employees about the ingredients of, and perceived emotions of, scrambled eggs, Mexican-style.
Isn’t is scary that people drive cars etc when they’re THAT tired???
I’m sorry to say that I have driven a car when I’ve been that tired. Multiple times. I’m amazed I got through grad school in one piece.
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