This is the part of Tuesday I hate. There is the initial rush to get things moving and done and out the door quickly, and then, just as my blood sugar gets low from lunch, the work pauses, sometimes resuming later, sometimes not. I really wish it were feasible for me to go home and grab a catnap before going to family dinner. As it is, I mostly make it through on energy I borrow from what the nephews are throwing off and then CRASH HARD the moment they are gone. Like sometimes I doze off at the Eburg dinner table CRASH HARD.
Published on May 03, 2011 20:42