It’s so dumb but I’m so freaking tired today. I stayed half the night two nights in a row and then got up early and then instead of napping I read. I read all day long. Even while dad and I were at the gym and I was working out, I was listening to a book. I read eight books and comic issue in the five days I’ve been off. I also watched four episodes of Strike Bike, five of Eureka, six of NCIS LA, one of Lucifer, one of Elementary and then a couple of movies too.
I did some other stuff, like go to the gym one day and I went to a party Friday night that was really fun. I did write. I did start editing.
I don’t regret any of those decisions. I don’t even think I regret being tired. I may change my mind about that in the coming days. I have a lot of prep work to do over the course of the week because Summer is going to be Balls to the Walls from what I can tell. Still, I love reading. I loved the books I was reading. Part of me wishes I’d spent a little more time on Shadowhunters and Lucifer since those were the things I told people I was going to catch up on, but I’m in one of my obsessive modes and I don’t break out of those easily. I’m sure I could break out of them, but since I can’t remember ever wanting to do that, I’ve never made much of an effort.
Ugh I need to go to bed. Back to work tomorrow!