By far the best part of this whole situation--and there were precious few good parts to it, at least in Lois' opinion--is the powers. She's not sure which of the family's powers she picked up in the switch, but so far every test she's done has proven the guess of earlier that morning: she has Kryptonian powers. Most of them, of course, are something of a nuisance--it took a while for Clark to walk her through the problem with hearing.

But she can fly.

Being high has the added benefit of blocking out some of the noise, but mainly Lois just cannot get over the sheer joy of flight. She always loves flying with Clark, of course. She is honestly just incredibly pissed off that he seems to have lost his (it would be utterly in keeping with their lives if she got his). And that he's a teenager. She'd give anything to go flying and racing with him.

Even so, the sheer joy of it is her consolation for the stress of the rest. She picked up flight much more easily than Jor-El or CJ (as she's been calling the little Clark in her head) had.

So she can often be found swooping around the skies, or even just hovering and exulting in the feeling.