Apparently I’m practicing for retirement this weekend. Yes, at 31 years old.
I ain’t done SQUAT!!! We’ll call it catching up on some much-needed rest. It’s been a monster of a week.
It started Thursday night. I fell asleep on the couch watching $#*! My Dad Says just a couple of minutes after it came on. D was all, “Are you seriously falling asleep at 7:30?” I don’t remember my exact response, but I think it was something along the lines of, “Suck it, I’m sleepy.” At some point I got in the bed and slept until my alarm clock forced me out of bed for work at 5:00 Friday morning.
Friday night was equally exciting. Taco Bell on the couch while watching Comedy Central Presents. Rock on.
Up at 6 this morning, caught up on reading blogs, watched Social Network, ran 6 miles, showered, and took another nap. Anybody noticing a pattern here? I did finally get my butt off the couch long enough to put on some makeup and we went out to eat tonight. Now I’m sitting here with a belly stuffed full of delicious cajun food watching Juno for the bazillionth time.
Anybody want to take bets on how long I stay awake? My money says approximately 4 more minutes.