...is a pretty accurate representation of how tired I feel.
The worst thing is that I made a promise to myself that I would take time, as the evenings draw in, to make sure I am getting exercise, healthy food and time to myself to do things that I love, away from school work.
I haven't picked my camera up in weeks, haven't set foot in the gym or swimming pool, feel like I have barely seen B, and - as you know - haven't been blogging. Which makes me really, really sad.
Shame on me.
I do not live to work; I work to live.
Must try harder...