Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Re-Charging

So there I was, just cruisin' along in vacation mode. We were saying goodbye to the relatives before heading over to the airport, when, WHAM. BANG.

I hit a crash of unbelievable magnitude. As in face-first-splat-into-a-brick-wall crash. I had been metering out my energy as the vacation went by, and just the day before was smugly thinking that I had actually done pretty well. That is, until every last drop of energy suddenly evaporated there in my parent's dining room.

So strange, almost surreal. I wobbled my way out to the rental car and poured myself onto the back seat. Even though the temps were unseasonably warm, suddenly I felt teeth-chattering-ly cold. I threw my new Green Bay Packer sweatshirt over my head and wished like heck that I were instantaneously home in my own bed. Over the course of the road trip over to the airport, two flights and one layover, I alternated between being tearful and comatose and nauseous and cranky.

I don't know if Greg and Terese have witnessed a Julia meltdown like this before, but boy, did they get an eyeful.

I'll catch up with y'all tomorrow, after I spend yet another day recharging these old batteries.

3 comments:

Amy Junod said...

Sending comfy thoughts your way! Be well.

Leslie said...

Get lots and lots of rest, Julia--travel ALWAYS does me in, and I have a cross-country trip planned for next week. SOOO feeling your pain, girl!

annie said...

Such a scary feeling when you're feeling like you are. It's time to think of Julia and rest. Be well.

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