In the immortal words of Bert and Ernie, perhaps tomorrow will be a better day.
So frustrated with stuff I don't feel like talking about on here...so many phone calls to return...so many pages to be written and read by Wednesday...so much sleep to catch up on, so much food to figure out how to buy, so much vacuuming to be done, so many things I'm putting off until tomorrow (or the next day) not because I'm procrastinating but because I cannot fit another thing into my day.
Sleep.