The past week (including the weekend) has been a trial for me. I have been saying “I don’t have enough coffee or middle fingers” a lot more than I wanted to be.
For the record, my ideal amount of saying that? Zero. This week? Well, I was fairly certain that I was going to die saying it.
I am tired, and I am tired on more than one level – it’s more than physical. It’s mental too. I have had too many appointments as of late, and I just need some downtime.
I haven’t been able to concentrate on what makes me happy in life, and instead have been rushing through it going “I don’t have enough coffee or middle fingers”.
I want to enjoy my coffee. And give my middle fingers a rest.