It doesn't look like I'll make it through the first game of the World Series.
It was a 12 hour work day today. It was a busy 12 hour work day with tons of paperwork and preparation. Followed by meetings. I'm BEAT!
The "big event"- DH and his gall bladder coming to a parting of the ways- is tomorrow. We have to be at the hospital at 6:30 AM. *HE* will get to watch the Phillies all the way to the end- his only job tomorrow is to stay asleep while everyone else does all the work. *I*, on the other hand, must be awake and alert- for the driving, and dealing with him post-op!
So between being already exhausted, and needing to be up in 7 hours- there is something REALLY repulsive about setting the alarm clock for slightly before 5 AM!!!!!!- I am going to bed while the Phillies are ahead.