Keeping my eyes open is an Olympic-sized task right now for me...wow, that's sad to say when it's only 9 pm. I feel like a little old lady, where is my rocking chair?
It's just one of those weeks where sanity is out of the question. Maybe I should just be tied up in a straight jacket.
I should definitely get a gold medal for dealing with this week and still staying alive. Not bronze or silver, but gold. I deserve that much (and a Nike endorsement to go with it to make me a few million).