i think...

...that i need a vacation from vacation.
which totally would not have happened had my plane NOT been delayed by weather, i got more than 4 hours of GOOD sleep last night, and i didn't have to get up at 6:00 AM (4:00 am to my adjusted-to-Cabo-time-zone-body) to drive 4 hours this morning with nothing in my belly but an iced venti nonfat caramel macchiato (which involves 4, count them 1-2-3-4, shots of espresso).
not a good combination.
and i'm back at work.
feeling like i spent 2 days at a slumber party.
you know that feeling?
where you stayed up ALL night drinking Coke and using licorice as a straw, eating crap and laughing and lip-singing until your head hurt? and then you come home and your mom sends you straight to bed because you are so grumpy that she doesn't even WANT you to do your chores?
yep.
that's how i feel.