At first, I thought I would like you- I get to relax and sleep a lot; however, when you rudely welcomed me this 3 A.M., I cannot say I can return your endearment.
Even though, I may be perturbed a bit by you, I grew up being a classy lady. Because of this, I ought to write to you a little word of thanks for your lovely presence this AM:
* Thank-you Mr. Jet lag for being the start of my beautiful day. 3 AM is a real treat for this now 19-hour day.
*Thank- you Mr. Jet lag for allowing me to be organized. Since your arrival I have created three graphic organizers: 1) words I want to learn in Ukrainian 2) Things I need from back home 3) Cultural differences between Ukrainians and Americans [column for each:Boys/Girls/General] in which no one will see or care about.
*Thank- you Mr. Jet lag for allowing me to express myself. Making an additional list of all the feelings I had this morning because I couldn't sleep a wink, such as annoyed, frustrated, angry, and numb was a real treat.*Thank- you Mr. Jet lag for allowing me to feel feminine this morning by plucking every unwanted facial hair.
*Thank- you Mr. Jet lag for your sense of humor in mixed signals-My eyes feel like I could sleep for a week, yet my body feels like I won't sleep ever again.
*Lastly, Thank-you Mr. Jet lag for your unreasonable repercussions. Because of you I posted this on my blog thinking I was funny, when in fact if I were in the right state of mind (including my readers) this makes no sense and no one really cares.
Sincerely,
Melody Olson
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