Pout
I just want to go home. I'm in such a bad mood right now and not getting any work done. I feel stressed out, even though there's nothing to be stressed about. I don't have any big deadlines going on or anything.
I've been trying to get in bed earlier and get up and work out. That hasn't been happening. Well, I HAVE been getting to bed earlier, but I still don't get up any earlier, I'm just less tired at work than usual. I'm trying to go to bed at 10, which normally means I'm in bed by 10:30 or 11, usually asleep by 11 or 11:15. I'm trying to get up at 6 and it's just not happening. Getting up at 7 isn't happening either... I'm just too tired. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, it's like I can't get enough sleep. Is there such a thing as a sleep addiction? :)
Soooo, last night I decided screw it and was up until like 12:30... so today I'm paying. I'm so cold. It seems Norfolk has finally decided that it's winter. Our building is not great about the heat anyway.... but we have walls of windows which get quite drafty on top of that. And I'm just cranky. It's getting to be that time, and I guess it's messing with me again. At least I don't really get bitchy. I feel bitchy, but I don't tear into people or anything.
Right now I would LOVE to go home and take a warm bubble bath and exfoliate and all that good stuff. Then get out and clean up my living room a bit. Put on my big fuzzy robe and fuzzy socks and curl up on the couch with my kitty and a fleece blanket. I could watch Greg Behrendt or something. Dr. Phil.... I never get to see all that cheesy daytime TV. I could read some and eat some soup.
Damn... I've gotta stop thinking about that, because I have to stay at work.
The YMCA has pick-up Volleyball games on Wednesday nights at 7:30. I had been planning on going, but now I'll have to see. A 7pm bedtime may be in order.