Another day, another dollar. Before taxes. I’m tired. How hard would it be to just have one restful night a week? A month? I’m not greedy. I slept well I guess last night. The alarm didn’t scare me. But I just don’t feel rested, or myself.

I’ll live.

Work wasn’t too bad today. It was busier than Monday. Which is freakin great. It made the time go by quicker than normal. I’m just happy I was able to leave.

We have some turkeys at work, so I bought the cheaper, unstuffed one and snuck it into my parents freezer. It’ll be a surprise for mom.

I fell asleep on the couch yesterday afternoon. I’m going to try and not fall asleep today. But no promises.