Little Old Lady

So I’m listening to show tunes and wishing I could go to bed, even though it’s only 10. I swear, it’s like I’m 85. But I refuse to go to bed before 10:45. I’m not giving myself more than eight hours. That’s ridiculous.

I think work just wears me out. I get so wrapped up. I can feel my body kick into high gear. Sometimes it’s a great feeling, if I know I’ve got everything under control. It’s as if my brain starts to heat up and focus. Unfortunately, I’m working on something right now that has me UTTERLY CONFUSED. Anyone out there know how to retire inventory? Yeah, me neither.


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