Tired

Is it Friday yet?

I think that last week's three day work week ruined me. Not only do I still have three days of work left this week, but I have class on Saturday. The good news is that I don't have anything due this Saturday (except the make up stuff I have to do from the week I skipped... I mean the week I was sick). I also only have three more meetings of that class and I will be Done. And yes, I did capitalize that Done on purpose. Not just done for the semester, but Done with my degree. And if I didn't work in the profession I do (which requires me to take two classes every five years), I'd be Done for good as well. I have absolutely no desire to get a Ph.D.

So here it is, not even 7:00 on a Tuesday night and I am exhausted. I have actually considered setting the DVD recorder and going to bed. I don't think I'm going to do that just yet, but I wouldn't be surprised if I make it there by 8:30 or so. I have a handful of papers to grade and I really should do a little work on my research proposal (but probably won't).

Now that I think about it, I think it's some lady stabbing me in the arm with a needle today that's making me so tired. What's worse is that I paid her to do it.