Day 214: Easing into the weekend

All I can think about today is getting through to quitting time.

I was exhausted when I went to bed last night, and when the alarm went off this morning I had that moment of sheer bliss when I thought it was Saturday and I forgot to turn my alarm off.

I was ready to roll back over and go to sleep and then it hit me... oh crap! It's Monday!! I decided that also required a snooze or two.

I finally figured out on try number three that today was actually Friday. Now there's a reason to get out of bed, at least there's light at the end of the tunnel!

Unfortunately, by the time I went through all of those scenarios in my head I was exhausted and I hadn't even got out of bed yet!

All I could think about at work was getting through the day, which meant I wasn't the most productive person on the planet but that's ok.

Everything that needed to get done was done.

True to form, about 3pm Sunshine says 'what are you doing tonight? are you going out? meeting someone?'

I haven't felt the most social all week so I told her just that, and I was looking forward to going home and relaxing but I appeased her by saying I may go to a station party tomorrow night.

I really didn't think I would be going but these days I never quite know what I'm going to be doing until I'm doing it.

Once I got home I realized it was one of the best decisions I could have made.

I laid down on the couch, and before I knew it I was dozing off.... I think it was 6:30!

Talk about getting old! One late night and I'm down for the count. What happened to me??

It was a really late night. I ended up talking to Perky on the phone for an hour and a half after the dinner. She was in charge of it and was letting off some steam and frustrations.

Of course when I got off the phone I couldn't wind down and go to bed, so I think it was 1am when I finally settled down and got some sleep.

But still, that's no excuse. I used to work 2, 14 hour shifts in one weekend and still manage to go out. Ok, so that was in college but still... how can things change that much?

I guess it's time for me to face the facts, I'm not 22 any more and I'm not going to be. I need to know my limits and enjoy myself within those limits.

That means no late nights, trying to put off the inevitable (going to work), or no staying up late on a school night unless it's for a good cause ;) and there are a few I would consider, but they would have to be strategically planned so I could sleep the next night.

So maybe planning is the key. Hmmm... not exactly my strongest trait, but I suppose I could buck up if the occasion called for it.

No point worrying about it until the time comes, but I certainly learned from the lesson of last night... at least while it's fresh in my mind.

I can't say I'll remember it in 2 weeks when I'm tempted by an offer to stay out late and do something fun!