About time

Last night, it finally happened.

I always wondered whether it would. One day, when my seemingly limitless levels of energy would fail me.

Me and my sisters were watching Despereaux on DVD last night. Afterwards, I thought I'd lie down on the couch for a few minutes, because I was slightly fatigued. Lo and behold, I slept for an hour and a half before waking up at 12.

I've always been afraid that one day I'll plan one of my crazy do-an-assignment-until-2-in-the-morning-for-three-nights-in-a-row-adventures, or something similarly important, and I'll just fall asleep from tiredness without even realising. Luckily, this wasn't anything important.

Slightly scary, but not really. I've usually been able to fight through tiredness, but these last two weeks have just been madness. Emotionally draining. And physically. I've been shoveling mulch and going to the gym. AND I've been sleeping at 2 and waking up at 7. Which isn't so bad, except it catches up to you at night. But I haven't been letting it catch me. Until last night. More about emotional exhaustion soon. I was going to post about it, but I'm too tired.

Word of the Day: Tired