The last two nights, I've come home from work and passed out.
Literally, passed out.
In bed. Asleep. By 5:30.
I’ve woken up at 8:30, made myself a piece of toast for dinner, gotten a few things done around the house, and then been back asleep by midnight.
I think life (and all the fun I’ve been having) is catching up with me.
Plus, work has been out of control busy (it’s summertime in Alaska – every single industry in this lovely state of mine is currently hitting the “busy” season). So every second of every day has been occupied to the extreme. From the moment I wake up, to the second my head hits the pillow.
The exhaustion has finally started to seep in.
So tonight I am opting for a girl’s night in. Chicken Caesar Pasta Salads and a bottle of wine with one of my favorite ladies.
The girl who upon getting off the phone with me just an hour ago quickly shot out the reminder “Wear your sweat pants!”
Bliss.
Hopefully (after the lengthy sleep-in I’m planning for tomorrow) I’ll have my energy back and will be ready to take on the weekend full force.
After all; there's still Pilates, and Rolfing, and hiking, and writing, and church, and cleaning, and the boy to think about.
But tonight?
Sweat pants and wine with one of my favorite ladies sounds like pure perfection.
I'm thinking if I make it until 10, it will be a victory.
ADSPACE
