Can Barely Keep My Eyes Open

If it’s any indication of what kind of weekend it’s been, it’s about quarter to nine here, and I’m struggling to keep my eyes open. I’m exhausted! The girls have been tucked in for an hour (We are SO screwed when they learn to tell time and realize we’re putting them to bed early!). Pumpkin was definitely tired and ready to zonk out – she didn’t even get up and give me any drama. The Princess stalled a bit, but was still out like a light within about twenty to thirty minutes.

While yesterday was extremely productive, I think I’m just worn out from having the most full day since I got hit with this sinus infection or whatever it was. Yesterday was the first day in about a week that I was able to get on the treadmill (prior to that, I wasn’t sure I’d make it since breathing was sort of difficult – and you all know, breathing is definitely something one should do). I completely ramped down my speed, didn’t up the incline, and just walked slowly… or should I say, moseyed? Then a few hours of walking around the mall. Staying up to watch a DVD.

This morning, I was up fairly early again. Got on the treadmill again. And honestly, the rest of the day is pretty much a blur. I’m sure I didn’t do much of anything. I know I laid in bed for an hour with my eyes closed pretending to be sleeping… I might have actually dozed for ten minutes, but I’m not sure. (Oh wait! As I type this, I remember how I spent my morning – I scrubbed all the floors in the house – I guess I have a reason for being tired. Duh!). Listened to Hubby and his friends yelling at the tv during football – this might be a good time to remind y’all that I hate fantasy football. I made dinner for everyone. I did a mini-workout. And now… It’s not even nine and I’m ready to turn in.

This is pretty sad!

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Sarah is a book nerd, a music lover, an endorphin junkie, a coffee addict. Oh, and a goof ball. She writes, she tweets, and she sings off key.

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