So much for...

I can hardly keep my eyes open. I don’t know why. It started this morning when I was sitting in the dentist chair at 9a nodding off. It’s happened a couple times at my desk. Even the brisk walk in the cold and lunch didn’t help. The Pepsi Max didn’t help either.

It’s obviously the tasty but deadly blueberry muffins I made last night.

Or maybe it’s my body responding to the added stress in my life right now. My body wants to shut down and cuddle up with K and sleep for 17 hrs or so.

It’s also this time when I can’t really push myself to do anything productive. I’m caught reading other people’s personal blogs that I’ve stumbled on or re-checking the news every 2 minutes. Facebook bores me these days. People just repost funny pictures or new articles or quotes. They don’t even update that they’re sitting in a waiting room or eating anymore.

Eating. I had a veggie dog today. It was an attempt at not feeling guilty eating two hot dogs. I ate it but it had the consistency and the taste of a sponge.

It’s now the evening. Football is on the TV, our quarterback is hurt. A glass of wine sits next to me and my computer is ever present in my lap where my fiancé would like to be. I’m surprised I’m not asleep but the body induced fatigue seems to have lifted since we put a bit of distance between us and the house/work/to-do lists.

Vegas can’t come soon enough but I also want to be prepared enough that it’s not a stressful trip. So much to do. So little time. So little money. So many worries.