The Wall of Tired
You know how there are some nights when you’re so tired at 8 that you could easily collapse but you push on because there are so few hours in the day which can legitimately be called “free.” Then there are nights when you can go on and on and never feel tired.
Then there are nights when you’re ticking along fine and suddenly wham bang, flat on the floor, eyes rolling up in your head. When in fact, you hit the Wall of Tired.
I just did that.
There are good reasons. One, it’s legitimately late. Two, today’s circus routine included picking up a hysterical Daniel at school halfway through the morning, while also calling someone to come look at a heater that had begun smoking ominously when turned on, setting off every fire alarm in the house, while excitedly expecting house guests, while not getting any work done or any soup made or anything else except driving furiously down the road, smelling of smoke and wondering how to help the boy wonder learn to keep his temper and then considering how, perhaps, one was not quite keeping ones own temper if one were driving a little too fast while muttering fiercely under ones breath and having to reach deep for any shred of calm.
Yet, the day has ended. And all is (somehow, miraculously) well. And another day I will tell you a little about Daniel’s meeting with the president of Ed’s college. But for now folks, I have hit the Wall.
G’night.
I have hit the wall, but for some reason, I can’t seem to turn off this computer and walk upstairs to sleep. It’s like the effort is too much. which is crazy because it will only get worse.
Maybe I will wait until it is after midnight and then make a post to get that NaBloPoMo monkey off my back.
Once you have climbed the hill, you are better prepared to climb the next.
I can’t wait to hear what the boy wonder had to say to the president!
I smile and think of that phrase Hit the Wall. We used to use it as we ran cross country in highschool…it was this special place you go as you develop as a runner–a mark of dedication, experience and prowess in the sport…lol…man was I dumb.