I got home tonight and put the kids to sleep, falling asleep myself before 8pm, and waking only to realise I have to be up for calls at 6:45 tomorrow. A wave of exhaustion rushed over me, as, zombified, I tried to prep the kids’ toy room for me to take my calls.
Common sense and my wife prevailed, which is why she’s sleeping on the sofa tonight and I’m in the bedroom with the door locked to prevent nocturnal ingress by the little ones. Hope to be more functional tomorrow, right now in shutdown mode. Jet lag is the worstest.