Crash and Burn

So I haven't had a day off since Grad and yesterday I worked from 9-3 at a school, then 4-930 at the cafe, and then today I worked 9-3 again. At around 3:20 as I was walking uphill towards my French class I started to feel tired...

then really really tired...

then I started to hurt on the inside...

by the time French class started I was mostly dead. My French teacher even said (in her awesome French accent) 'Leone you look dead'. I agreed.

I was suppose to go shopping downtown but when I entered the book store I saw that my bus was right outside the other doors- just waiting- so I hurried and the bus driver waited and let me on! Unheard of for an express bus. When I was on the bus I wasn't so tired I was falling asleep- I can't sleep on public buses- but I started to sympathize with people who do. I often mock people who sleep on the bus, mostly because I'm a bad person (but also because they do funny things) but I have always been thankful that I have never been so tired I sleep on the bus. I value sleep quite a bit.

Got home and stayed up long enough (and believe me- this took every bit of will power I had) to put on a load of laundry and then stayed up long enough to put it in the dryer but then I fell asleep and didn't go back down to get them for three hours. Thankfully no one needed the dryer. I don't like it when strangers touch my laundry.

So in retrospect, my plan for the evening falling through was a good thing. I don't think I would have been the best dinner buddy. Falling asleep in my sushi. And now I'm going to go have a bubble bath and go back to bed. Sweet dreams.