A Bad Morning

Last night I was tired. So I planned on going to bed early. I opened the box to a new dust buster and dust bustered away around my apartment. I was having fun. Later, I was feeling tired and my back was hurting. I started to get a little emotional. All of a sudden I felt alone. So I packed up my dust buster and continued to fix up my place. Never got to bed at the time I wanted to. My plan was interupted. So I was in bed late.

I got up late this morning. I heard my alarm clock, but my head felt so heavy, I couldn't get up. I wound up dozing off and got up a little late. Stumbling around my apartment cursing, I pull out a shirt and pants to wear to work. Not feeling sexy at all, I could care less. My hair is out and I look pale. I just needed to get out quick. I got to work late. 45 minutes late. And now I sit here at work freezing. The last thing I need now is to get sick. I haven't had a good night's sleep in over a week. Had alot of things to do in my apartment over the past week. So I've been in bed late. I think my body is going into a shock. Meaning it's telling me it needs to rest. So I'm hoping that tonight I can get to bed by 9:30. I need rest like right now.