Is the kind of day I can’t pull myself together long enough to focus my eyes.
I’m exhausted. I’ve been counting down to bedtime since lunch, and I think I’m going to make it an hour earlier than usual. The Beatles said, “All you need is love.” Today, I say, “All I need is sleep.”
And so, even though I am only one and a quarter repeats from the end of one scarf and less than a ball of yarn away from the end of the other (hopefully, since that is all I have left), I am going to bed without doing any more work. Hopefully I’ll be more awake tomorrow.