I’ve kind of got a headache, and we’ve spent the last two days in the air conditioning in the afternoon and cuddled under blankets in the morning, binge watching things on Netflix that a three year old probably shouldn’t watch – but it’s okay, because she’s not paying attention anyway.
I’ve craved afternoon naps, comfort food and didn’t feel like making dinner. I just want to sleep it off. I’ve got summer jetlag that needs a few days of Netflix binge watching and pancakes for brunch eating to get remedied.
The cause of this jetlag? We drove to the coast (and back) in five days. We spent a weekend in Canmore, a weekend at Dinosaur Provincial Park, a weekend in Kananaskis and a weekend in Calgary. We spent three separate days at the River slides in Whitecourt, a day at Discovery Canyon in Red Deer and went to three summer midways where we binged on fair food. We tie dyed towels and t-shirts, we went to the spray park fifteen times, and discovered a new playground every week. We went for day trips where we biked the daylight away, spent a couple of days discovering new trails in the river valley, and lounged in a backyard pool. We spent more weekends exploring than we did at home. We walked through a canyon, went to the beach and learned to kayak. We looked at stars, we got soaked at the spray park where Jamie and I ran through without abandon with the kids and we got into sleeping bags for eight nights with feet covered in dirt and exhausted yawns leading us into dreams.
It was a summer well-spent, one of our best yet.
And now – it’s pancakes and Netflix, leggings and fleece pajamas. It’s a week spent at-home going nowhere, getting groceries delivered and going to bed early.
That should take care of the summer jetlag – just in time for fall to slow down, be filled with family dinners, game nights, snuggling on the couch and enjoying the early dark and candlelit living room when the kids are covered in blankets hours earlier than they were just last week.