Standing and walking and sliding is hard work. After 6-7 hours at Wet’n’Wild yesterday I was certain I was going to fall almost straight into bed and zonk out. Well, just one more game of Storm to let my mind wind down.
Alas, fate had other things for me in store.
I ended up on a late night covert mission that I cannot tell you about, or I’d have to shoot you. We shall call it “Operation Flying Squirrel”,… because I feel like it.
I was debriefed at about 2:30am, and asleep by 3:00am… only to have my alarm re-awaken me around 7:30am. I don’t normally have to function on so little sleep, but I think I did a very convincing impression of an awake human being.
Still, there are some signs.
All day at work, I was having trouble multi-tasking and keeping more than one thought in my head at a time. I’d get interrupted for a question or a comment, and then five seconds later I’d be fumbling for what I was working on right before the interruption. I don’t think this was one of my most productive days.
And then the gym…
I was dreading the gym…
But either Nikki took pity on us tonight, or somehow my lack of sleep has dulled my feeling of muscle ache. The 30 minutes she was in charge were exhausting as always, but for some reason, not really all that painful. Even now, I still feel fine. Maybe I shouldn’t be admitting this on the open Internet.
All in all, a very good Friday.
Every part of it.
Oh yes, I’ve decided all the rest of the days this week are Friday. On Fridays I allow myself a coke from the fridge at work. I never drink coke other than on Fridays. It’s always a Friday when I have one… Honest. Am I fooling anyone?
Time to wind down to an early night. I want at least 8-9 hours tonight, so that I can re-do everything I did today. Alert Jerry hates the sloppy messes Tired Jerry leaves, but he’s never around to fix it himself.