ermrgh.

vegas is weird.  it's oddly familiar and at the same time completely foreign. i've been a handful of times but never for vacation.  once i lived at the wynn for a week working on a project and it was one part awesome living in a fancy hotel room with the deepest tub i soaked in every night with room service and the rest of the part horrible having to walk through a maze of casinos and tacky shops to get outside.

and then outside is a hot burning desert of cab lines.

i managed to make it through 3 full days there with only one minor breakdown realizing my legs stop functioning after 5 miles on tradeshow walking.

thank god for another deep tub.  after day 1 of hd vegas i found myself missing drinks and soaking for an hour, alternating between ice cold water and heat.

last day fatigue is apparent on my face.

i got home late thursday night. despite a medical emergency on our flight i reached my house at 10PM and promptly cuddled my dog and husband, took a shower and passed out. 

friday was surreal. i know i worked.  i got reports out and then passed out. and then went to a movie.

what?

i don't feel like i caught up on sleep until 4 days later in acupuncture.

this is turning out to be the most boringest post ever.  life is boring 95% of the time.