At 16, I used to be able to stay up until 1:30 in the morning and be all chipper for early morning drill team practice at 5:00 am. That used to be no big deal. In fact, it used to be par for the course.
Now, when I stay up late with a buddy (Hi Karen!) chatting until all hours of the morning (okay it was only 12:30pm, but then I had to drive home so I didn’t get to sleep until about 1:30!) and then have to be responsible and wake up five hours later to get ready for work, I am anything but chipper. Actually, I feel more like I have been hit by a Mack truck.
I, apparently, am unable to be responsible AND have a good time at the same time.
Ick. I am tired. And pissy because I am tired. I want to go back to sleep.
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