41 posts tagged “tired”
Part of me wants to go upstairs and bring Boogie into the bathroom as he is so strongly suggesting right now [read: crying]... Part of me knows that he has already gone pee 3 times in the last 1/2 hour and that he is really just stalling... Let alone the fact that I just about broke my toe when I went up the last time, since my walk through the dark living room caused me to kick a marshmallow shooter that Boogie had left out on the floor... I can see that my foot is only a little scratched, but it feels like my toenail is split... Good times... So, Clark is upstairs now -- he caved and went upstairs even though he is the one that always tells me not to cave -- and Boogie just sounds so pathetic... I really wish I hadn't let him stay up past his bedtime, but I was being lazy because it's Friday night... Grrr... Maybe I should try to get somewhere I can't hear him too well... [Bloody unlikely, I know]... Later days...
I hate being sick... I have been coughing and sneezing and wheezing for days now... I think it was a cold plus allergies at first and that I am now just dealing with allergies... All I know is that I am having a hard time waking up without Curves, but I have not been to Curves all week because I am afraid I will end up having to quit because of a coughing fit... Bah... Maybe tomorrow will be a better breathing day... Later days...
So, it's a very good thing we gave ourselves the entire weekend to readjust to living on EST... I slept (on and off, as usual) for about 12 hours last night... And I am still tired... Boogie went to bed a little later than normal (which was a little earlier than on vacation time), and he slept (or at least stayed calm enough that we could stay sleeping) until about 10am... Tomorrow ought to be rather interesting! Right now, though, I am going out to have the delightful brunch Clark is preparing me... Eggs, toast, and bacon! Yummy... Later days...
Sometimes, I think I can relate pretty well to Cookie Monster... Damn, I wish I had a cookie right about now! More often, though, I feel like the librarian in this classic Sesame Street clip... It's not that I deal with furry blue monsters all day (although, come to think of it, we do have one sitting on top of a display case when you first walk in to the children's room!)... And it's not that I sit and stamp cards while I catalog things according to DDC all day... It's just that some people don't seem to get what the library is here for, you know?!? Some days, like yesterday, I feel like I am fighting an uphill battle... When I have to remind the teens about 50 times that they are not supposed to be having a pillow fight with the pillows in the Storytime Room, I wonder what the hell they aren't understanding... If we are crazy enough to let them hang out in there, despite the fact that many people would rather put up a "no teens allowed" sign, they should at least be appreciative enough that they respect the room and the things in it, right?!? I am about to head out to the teen area for the rest of my shift, and I shudder to think of what I may have to deal with today... I am normally completely ready to deal with the teens, but I am just so damn tired that I know I am getting cranky... I swear, I will probably head to bed right after Boogie tonight... Later days...
As Nice would say, "Yeah... No!" ... It's Friday, I'm tired, and I wish I were at home... So, I am feigning work while I force community servitude on a YA delinquent... Not sure what she did, but I hope it was fun enough to be worth the 75 hours she now owes to society! Teeheehee... Anyhoo... I passed the following link on to some friends, via e-mail, but I think it's probably best if I just share it with everyone... Enjoy!
Bonfire of the Disney Princesses
Later days...
Something I usually take for granted... Something which has plagued me since last night... I have had an upset tummy and some really bad heartburn -- to the extent that I actually thought I was going to vomit last night... Which brings me to my saliva... I hate it when you get to the point where you can no longer swallow your own saliva... I swear, my salivary glands always kick it up a notch or two and then I have to keep spitting into the toilet, bucket, or whatever... Today, the heartburn is still going (although it is a little better), but I feel like swallowing my own saliva is making me more nauseas... Is that possible?!? I guess it could always be some kind of stomach bug or something, but I am afraid it has more to do with my medication (SSRIs can cause heartburn and nausea) and lack of sleep (I always feel a little less than ok if I am overtired)... So, let's recap... My Prozac is supposed to make me better, but it makes me feel sick... Because I feel sick, I can't sleep... Because I can't sleep, I feel more sick... Because I feel so disgustingly sick, I look like a zombie... And this is helping me how?!? Gah... Hopefully I will start to feel better soon, sleep well tonight, and all the rest will start to fall back into place... Later days...
Yesterday, we went to a birthday party for a 3-year-old kid and then Clark and I went to D&D... Today, I went to a baby shower and then we went to Princess' birthday party (she's 9 now)... I'm partied out, dude... Later days...
If you are a fan of Buffy and Angel, Bella and Edward are like a gift from God... I am listening to Stephanie Meyer's Twilight (yeah, I'm really far behind the times), and I am so addicted to this book that I can't stop listening... I don't think I will be able to make it through the end of this last CD tonight, but I am trying... Oh, lord, I'm trying! I will probably pay for it tomorrow, but I guess that's just the price you pay for finding a good audiobook, right?!? Later days...
I feel like I have an elephant sitting on my chest, a cat ripping my back apart, and I have under-eye circles that would make a raccoon proud... (I slept maybe 3 hours total last night because I kept waking up coughing)... I have so much to get done at work, though, that I don't think I can possibly call in... Hell, I don't think I can call in just for the fact that I don't have much of a voice to call with, so Nice may think she just has a "creepy breather" on the line... Bah! I guess I can always leave early if I have to, right?!? Later days...
