Catatonic

I guess I forgot how T-I-R-E-D I would be at the end of a day. I don't really remember being this tired with Finn, and I worked full time. (But I must have been. ??) I am so tired I can't even think of a creative image to attach to this post. Yesterday morning I slept in until 10am (!), and was exhausted by 8pm. Today I woke up at about 8am (my usual), and I am sitting here typing in order to force myself to stay awake b/c I have an appointment at 8pm. I fell asleep on the 15 minute drive home from Wes's Dad's house tonight. Wes was kind of chuckling at me by the time we reached our house. Was I snoring? Drooling? I wouldn't put it past me! I even managed to have a dream. Finn must be feelin' me, because he conked out (I thought that was spelled with a "k") and he is currently snoring away. Hopefully it will last alllll night long. Wes leaves for an out-of-town shoot at 6 am tomorrow, which means I will be taking him to the airport at a bright and early 4:30 am. I might be a Zombie (capitalized for effect). Maybe I will be abe to gaze out of the dusty car window and ponder some more creative posts. Until then, I'll be trying to catch some Z's (which also happens to be my nickname...not that that has anything to do with anything). (In re-reading this for grammatical mistakes and general oversights, I found more than 10. There are probably still some in there. Losing it!)