One of the things I hate about jetlag: waking up at 0438h when you get home.

One of the things I love about jetlag: waking up at 0438h when you get home.

Damn it is – or was – early; having just got back from the SF Bay Area for the third time in 3 months, it’s quite weird but really nice to wake in my own bed and enjoy the dawn chorus, and get a lot of domestic-stuff done.

Now I just have to moderate my wakefulness back down to a sensible (say) 0630h start.

More later.