Friday Has Arrived

Thank goodness. I took Thursday off and did NOTHING. And I really mean NOTHING. Ok, laundry...but I took like all day to do it. I just can NOT stop sleeping. It's weird. I get Jack on the bus the go back to bed (with Nick sitting w/me watching Nick Jr) and I sleep 'til lunch time. Then I make lunch, and we go back to bed. (Except on Tues/Weds - I went to work as a zombie.) I got up and slugged around. Today, you'd think I'd be all refreshed and bouncing around, but again, I went back to sleep after getting Jack on the bus and just got up to make the boys lunch. I'm going into work and still feel like a zombie. I had a Coke last night - and the caffeine didn't even help. I don't know what the deal is ... I want to feel normal and have some energy!!! Blech.

Day Off ... Maybe

I am fried. I was able to convince folks I need a day off. So, I'm off Thursday (and I may sleep the ENTIRE day - if I can stop the dreams about rundowns and live coverage.)

BUT. Severe weather is in the forecast. That could send me RIGHT OVER THE EDGE.

Blech.

Is it Friday yet?

Kansas Sucks..and so does our new Dyson

So ... I managed to survive a very stressful hour post game show.  I reeeeeally was not happy about doing it - and not just because I hate the jaybirds and having to be immersed in everything hawk-ish.  But because this was a show where you had to be ready to go the second the game ended -- but could not plan on an outcome.  If that makes any sense.  Lovely Catch 22 : didn't want them to win, cuz I hate 'em.  But, if they lost, it makes for a tough live hour show.  So .. them winning certainly helped my efforts last night ... couldn't go wrong w/a liveshot from freaking mass celebratory hysteria in Lawrence.  But could I be relieved it was over?  No.  Because now that they've won ... we've got an hour AND A HALF special Monday AND another hour postgame (with the stress of not knowing which way it'll go.)  And guess who has to do it all?  Yep.  I tried to tell my boss that I was going to be sick on Monday.  Didn't fly.  So, while I enjoy Sunday without work -- I still have the stress hanging over me for the Monday marathon.

So yes, if I didn't hate Kansas enough before ... now I truly loathe them.

And speaking of things that suck:  we just bought a Dyson.  You know - the "top of the line" vacuum cleaner.  Ours appeared to make more of a mess that it cleaned...and lots of people had highly recommended them.  It seemed odd to spend so much on a freakin' vacuum ... and to do "research" - - it's a VACUUM.  But, it's supposed to be a good investment.  So, we bought one.  And as I sit here typing, my HUSBAND is vacuuming the floor ... vacuuming the upholstry ... and even vacuuming the blinds.  (Using the on board attachment thingy-jigs.)  And I'm sitting here.  Ah, the draw of a new toy.  I'm no ... sucker.

Another Reason to HATE Kansas

Stupid Jaybirds.
Because of them I'm losing my Saturday night at home.
Hate them hate them hate them hate them.
And I hope they lose. BIG.

Tired.

I'm tired. I really couldn't get up today. Part of it is my normal tired. Part of it is that time of month seems to sap energy. And part of it is, I assume, depression.

I'm tired of trying so hard to help people get better...and still being the bad guy. I'm tired of seeing the same mistakes over and over. I'm tired of being told the same thing, and not being given the tools to fix x, y, or z. I'm tired of being the bad guy. Yeah, I said that already once, but it's starting to get to me.

I'm tired of not having time to myself. Getting up earlier than my body can function.

I'm tired of doing extra for nothing.

I'm tired of how I look, but too tired to do anything about it. I think I last got a haircut in January. It looks bad.

And now I'm tired of blogging.