Jet lag was ROUGH. I slept the first day home, pretty much the second day, and mustered an early ish wake up Friday to get to the wedding. My cousin gave me some melatonin which definitely helped. Checkout of the hotel was 11am, so that motivated me to leave. I travelled to Mystic, CT to visit a couple subwife friends.

I arrived at Erin’s house and we chatted and caught up a lot. She’s been having a very unfortunate time with COVID, she also had a COVID wedding and she’s from Australia, so she hasn’t been able to see her family in forever. She’s such a trooper and is doing the self care she needs to get through this period. I’m very proud of her. We made our way up to another friend’s place, Terra, and met her new pug puppy, Murphy.

Then we made our way to Ford’s lobster for dinner, which was my one request. I got the lobster bomb, it’s lobster topped with lobster bisque in a bread bowl, aka heaven.

Erin and I watched the new age version of “She’s all that”, aptly named “He’s all that”. Very nice millennial spin to the story line.

The next day, we went and watched Erin’s husband’s submarine come home. It was a gray, dreary day (how New England of the weather!)

There’s plenty for the submariners to do before we can pick them up, so we walked the Niantic board walk and ate lunch. I specifically requested clam chowder, see a theme?

And finally I stopped at a seafood market place to bring home some lobsters to Dad. This is a newly opened stand alone store for a seafood market in the velvet mill, a mill turned into shopping center. The lobsters were $15/lb. I guess that’s expensive? It didn’t really matter to me, plus #supportlocal.

We went back to pick up Erin’s husband, and then I went on my way home to give them some time!

Monday and Tuesday I slept pretty much all day. I think it was a combo jet lag/leftover COVID fatigue.