Fatigued

Folks, I am tired, worn out, exhausted, insert other appropriate phrase here. Call me Fatigueo Girl with a giant F on my sweatshirt and one on my cape.

I slept most of the weekend away and I was still exhausted today. The Provigil didn't seem to even kick in. I came home from work as soon as it ended (skipping a meeting) to take a nap.

No dice there.

I kid you not when I say that the phone rang once and my neighbor knocked on my door four times. Four flipping times.

'Twas no nap to be had today.

Turns out my neighbor's apartment was robbed and the door was kicked in. He wanted to know if I saw or heard anything, which I didn't. All I wanted from life was a nap not a ransacking of my neighbor's place.

Now it's time for some reading and sleep. Please do not knock on my door or call!