Fresh out of batteries, but still making noise.

Until Teaching Bootcamp, I did not know the meaning of the word "tired."  In the past, I've believed that I was tired.  Oh, those were the days.  I have been lethargic.  I have been sleepy.  I have been wiped out, fatigued, weary, and even pooped.  But now...I'm tired.  Not only am I mentally exhausted, my body is fighting back from the abuse.  My face is breaking out, my back hurts, my head aches, and skin is peeling off of my toes (that one I just don't get).  It's rough.
And it doesn't help that I've become an autobot:

wake up

get dressed

get lunch

get on bus

learn

teach

learn

lesson plan

fight with printer

sleep

rinse and repeat.

EVERY FREAKIN' DAY.

This mundane schedule is punctuated with the occasional mental meltdown, or tearful breakdown, or raging tirade, or delirious laugh-fest, but generally I've been too tired to be a person.

Here is a list of things I've been too tired to do.

1. catch up on True Blood
2. move into my apartment
3. sign important documents
4. be a friend
5. watch the Nanny
6. pick paint colors
7. scrapbook
8. get drunk
9. blow dry my hair
10. write a blog post

So...I'm sorry.  I'll try to write more as my work load dies down.  Soon I'll be back to my witty hilarious self.

love,
me