I didn't think it was possible for me to be this tired all of the time. I thought I remembered what it was like when Harry was a baby, but I was sorely mistaken. Nothing compares to the deep down bone-tiredness that having a newborn and working every day does to you. Are my sentences even making sense right now? I'm not sure they are. Boat.
Yay long weekend! If the gods of the OC or whoever oversees this tiny plane of existence we live on could find it in their hearts to not do anything too horrible this weekend that would be appreciated.