collapsing...

Toward the end of the week I begin to degrade, mentally and physically.  Something to do with early mornings and late baby evening activities.  Last night, Nick fell asleep at 8:30pm and I went promptly to bed.  I think Patrick was a bit surprised, as I didn't even pack my lunch for the next day.  Due to the early to bed bit last night, I feel a bit more invigorated to hurdle through the last day of the week.  Give me some hoards and you could call me Genghis Khan if you want.  This feeling of rulership and smiting out Europe, Asia, and parts of Africa will only last about 10 hours and then I will need a few hours to recoup.  Good thing, I only work 5 day week, any longer, I probably would crumble like a badly built bridge.