The photos - First Batch.

The jetlag has been working mostly in my favor.

The new schedule: I wake up ridiculously early (5 a.m.) and am productive all morning. Oh, and there is plenty to do, believe me. Problem is I crash around 11 a.m. Nap, when possible, but I'm often at work. Overall my physical activity levels have increased since the trip and I am exhausted by the evening. I feel like I accomplish a lot in a day and sticking to a routine is beneficial.

Today I thought I'd catch up on some rest. I decided to treat myself to breakfast then shop for groceries (my least favorite task) and take it easy the rest of the day. The walk should do me some good anyway. I napped, I watched DVDs and chatted with friends online. I Tumblr-ed. Then I began photoediting some of the vacation pics. Well, that was not a good move at all. I've plunged deeper into my depression after looking at so many photos of myself in a happier time, in a new place that was still filled with discovery. New foods, new sights, new people; I was an explorer. Now, I am just a sad sack sitting on my couch. There must be a word for that feeling. I refuse to believe I'm the first person who has suffered from it.

More photos to come. I barely scratched the surface on Day 1 before turning into a whiny baby about how I miss eating frites with moutarde and how I really didn't eat as many crepes as I wanted. Lot of missed crepe opportunities. Crepportunities.

Here's a link to the set, but you might just wait til it's complete. I'll let you know when that is.