I am running on empty - completely functioning on fumes. And sugar.
Late night Friday visiting with company, late night Saturday bachelorette party, late night Sunday cleaning and unpacking and then last night I had a late work party that kept me out and by the time I got home, made an emergency WalMart run (because having NO bread is a totally legitimate emergency) and then finally unwound for the night I ended up with almost 4 hours of sleep.
All of this means one thing: I am getting old. I remember a time when I never slept and could run around all the time and still function. These days are looong gone.
It also means this old body is getting to bed at a decent hour tonight. I've got my very first advisory board meeting tomorrow. And something tells me it wouldn't be very impressive to doze off during the middle of it...
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