If I make it through work until the weekend, it will be a miracle. Every single day this week (and some of last), I’ve gone to bed, gotten to sleep rather quickly, slept pretty well for about four hours, then wakened up again and had crappy and/or no sleep for the rest of the time. Today I am so so so so so so so so so so tired. I decided to stay at my parents’ house for as long as M’s here, but I think I should have gone back to my own home instead. Sad as that would have been, at least then I wouldn’t be a zomb.

Now I have to drag myself out of this chair and see about going to workland. *groan*