I'm a big believer in what I call "the buffer day" when it comes to traveling.
Essentially, the buffer day is a day in between the end of your trip and when you have to resume "normal life," AKA work and other responsibilities. For me, the buffer day is essential: it lets me adjust slowly back into the routine of things and gives me time to get my life back together after traveling.
We arrived back from our trip to Hawaii yesterday, and I can't tell you how nice it was to know that I had Sunday to clean, unpack, do laundry and cook for the week ahead. After sleeping in way too late (time zones, man), I had the entire day to do just that...plus I even had time to catch a barre class, which, after eating like a queen in Hawaii, felt pretty necessary.
I know tomorrow will be here soon. And I certainly have quite the list of responsibilities that will pick up right where they left off.
Tomorrow, I have to go to school.
Tomorrow, I have to finish grading tests I've put off for too long.
Tomorrow, I have to go to meetings.
Tomorrow, I have to set an alarm.
Tomorrow, I have to pack a lunch.
Tomorrow, I have to wear pants with a button on them (ugh).
But today? Today's my buffer day. And I'll worry about tomorrow...tomorrow.