Move Along, Nothing to See

It’s 10:30 pm on a Friday and I’m going to bed. Yes, I am that lame.

But I’ve also been in a state of permanent tiredness for the last week, and I think I need to get over that. I try to accomplish that by sleeping even more than I do as it is. And trust me, I’m a good sleeper. On weekends I have to force myself out of bed, even when I have slept more than eleven hours.

Another reason why my day should have more than 24 hours.

But, to make my lameness sound a little less lame, I will read a bit before I go to sleep. There. Does that make it better? At least a bit?

Plus I plan to get a friend, my husband and me seriously drunk tomorrow night. I did mention the latest cocktail development in our house, no? A Zombie has 2 cl brown rum, 2 cl white rum and 2 cl of cherry liquor. I better stock up on brown rum. We’re running out of that.