It has been 26 hours since I woke from my 3 hour nap yesterday. It has been a long day.
I have a few of these days each week. Working two jobs has its price.
The days go by slowly and a week seems like two. But for an odd reason, the evenings at home pass like they move at 2x speed.
I wonder if it has to do with things I want to do vs. things I do not.
Or is it just being up in 20 hour increments.