There's nothing more lovely than feeling tired. Not the run-down, exhausted, frustrated-with-the-world tired, but the deliciously tired feeling you get after driving home from a long day of work and having a good supper. Add on to that the satisfaction of realizing that you gave detailed enough instructions to your library-going siblings in order for them to get the books you wanted. Then read a book by Douglas Adams, and laugh to yourself as you realize you don't have to puzzle out all his zany logic tonight; you can do that tomorrow, after sleeping in until noon. Since a tired brain can only hold one thought at a time, that particular one serves to keep the wheels upstairs turning as you get ready to turn the lights off and finally sink into a warm, comfortable bed.
But then the thought makes way for another...
Drat it all, today's Thursday. I have to get up at 6:30 in the morning tomorrow and go to work.
*click*
Posted by Ardith at July 24, 2003 09:32 PM