1.14.10

Hello completion of week two. Nice to see you. This morning was very typical. Get up late, take a shower, rush to work and hope there's no traffic. However, around noon-thirty, I felt like I slammed into a wall. I felt fatigued, sore, and drowsy. In essence, I felt sick, but without feeling sick. Almost like I've been running around and spreading myself thin, when I haven't been doing much at all. Maybe it was last weekend's good times that finally caught up. Either way, I couldn't wait to get off work.

On my way home I stopped and got some Nyquil, with the plan of throwing my laundry in and taking a shot and passing out. This is not what happened. I got home and immediately took my shot of Nyquil and laid on the couch watching tv. I was this close ( ) <--fingers - to passing out at 6:00 for the rest of the night when I remembered I didn't put my laundry in. Then that realization that I'd have to be up to put it in the dryer set in and I immediately became unhappy.

After weighing my options of doing the laundry tonight or not for a solid fifteen minutes, I finally fought off the drowsiness and forced myself up and did the first load, with the full intention of leaving load number two for tomorrow. After getting up, though, I guess the Nyquil was like, "Fine. You don't want me to do my job then screw you." I was wide awake again and feeling like crap. It's like that feeling you get when you're dozing off while driving, and you can't wait to get home and run to bed. Then once you get home, you're fine and awake.

So before taking shot #2, I made sure to wait until load #2 was in the dryer, with the intention of folding it tomorrow. Next thing I knew it was 10:30 and I had folded and put away both loads in a Nyquil stupor. I finally stumbled to bed and am writing day 14 on day 15. So until tomorrow (tonight), there's day 14 of 365.