Good lord, am I tired.
And this is despite the fact that last night's work party was quite tame. We had a nice meal, a few drinks, chatted and then everyone went home. Of course, since I live in the burbs (and my cab ride took FOREVER), I didn't get home and in bed until 2am.
When hubby got up at 5:30 this morning, I also woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. Which means, I got a grand total of 3 and a half hours of sleep.
And thusly, I feel like a badger's arse.
Now I've got to sit through a day at work, trying my hardest not to look like I don't want to be here AT ALL (even though this most certainly is the case), and pretending to focus, when really - I just want to take a nap.
Hi. Complain much?