I think it's safe to say that it would be hard to be more tired than I am right now. Many nights of too little sleep are taking their toll, and in particular I think that Saturday night has something to do with it too. I haven't been out clubbing in a long time, and it seems as though I'm just not cut out for that anymore. Today's Monday and I still feel hungover. Or perhaps it's just that not even last night did I go to bed at a decent hour, even though I was immensely tired. I just don't really like going to bed at night, and I dislike getting out of bed in the morning even more. I think extended mornings should be introduced in everyone's lives.
I skipped my work-out today, not just because of my tiredness, but because my legs really hurt for reasons unknown to me. I guess they don't appreciate a good work out. I needed to get home anyway, I had some books that I ordered a while ago to pick up, and the store closes at 7, a time which I rarely seem to be home by. And I've had time to do the dishes, unpack my weekend bag and vacuum the floor. Now I just have the bathroom to deal with, and then a can go to bed without feeling guilty.
I aim to be in bed by nine, but although it's an hour away, I already believe it to be doomed to fail. If only I can get my butt out of my bed soon and get that bathroom cleaned, then perhaps it could actually happen.
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