I am tired. Physically and mentally. I work about 40 hours every week, I'm taking a full load of classes at KU, and am newly married. I've not had a real day off in a long time and am feeling the effects. Part of me feels very selfish for feeling this way. I know people that work way harder than me for their whole lives and don't complain once, but as for me, right now, at 10:40pm on this warm March night, I'm tired. Sleep is near, and I know I'm going to need more than I get tonight. But come Sunday, my ass is getting out of bed whenever I feel like it. It's spring break next week. Too bad this doesn't apply to work. I want to go fishing. I want to get in my truck with Lauren, my wife, and go find a nice little camp ground by a lake and set up camp for a few nights. I want to lay out on my couch with the windows open and an ice cold beer and watch baseball all day. I want to do a whole lot of nothing and have that be ok with everyone. I want to take a nap without setting an alarm. I want to grow a mountain man beard and whittle a piece of wood into a miniature sailboat while smoking a corn cob pipe. I want to watch spongebob while eating a giant bowl of cereal when I wake up at noon.....
I'd settle for a day off though.
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