I'm Falling Apart! The events of this week have finally caught up with me. I am totally exhausted. My body is totally shutting down. It was all I could do to keep my head up at work this afternoon. At one point this afternoon, I was typing a document, looked at the monitor and this is what was on there... "dkfiodnfdskjfikaeiiadknciaoe. idoakfadsfa;dfka;dff" I fell asleep... Now I did happen to remember a post a friend of mine, Angell from ANGELL'Z-SECRETZ had this posted. I'm borrowing it from her ... hope you don't mind Angell... What to Say If You Should Get Caught Sleeping at Work The top ten list of things to say when caught sleeping at your desk by the boss ... Number 10 "They told me at the blood bank that this might happen." Number 9 "This is just a 15 minute power-nap like they raved about in that 'Time Management' course you sent me to." Number 8 "Whew! Guess I left the top off the White-Out. You probably got here just in time!" Number 7 "I wasn't sleeping! I was meditating on the mission statement and envisioning a new paradigm." Number 6 "I was testing my keyboard for drool resistance." Number 5 "I was doing a highly specific Yoga exercise to relieve work-related stress. What? Are you discriminatory toward people who practice Yoga?" Number 4 "Why did you interrupt me? I had almost figured out a solution to our biggest problem." Number 3 "The coffee machine is broken ..." Number 2 "Someone must've put decaf in the wrong pot ..." And the #1 best thing to say if you get caught sleeping at your desk ... Raise your head from the desk and say, "... in Jesus' name. AMEN!" I did happen to remember #1... so when Muragan walked into my office I raised my head and did the sign of the cross and said "In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost"... he thought it was funny... little did he know that I had fell asleep... yes again. I am only working half day tomorrow, taking the two hour commute home, and as soon as I get home I'm crashing in my bed. I'll unpack the car later. I know that I haven't been sleeping well. One never does in a hotel. I have been worrying about Matt this week. I found out that while he is in Receiving at Parris Island that he will suffer from sleep deprevation. Now I know my son, he's like momma, loves to sleep. Hey, I didn't cry Thursday ... but I kept myself really busy too. I really do dread going home. His room is still exactly the way he left it on Sunday. Bed unmade, cloths in the floor, dirty cups on the nightstand and dresser. I don't know if I'll get it cleaned this weekend or not. Will take it one day at a time.