Friday, July 13, 2012
There is something to be said for trusting your gut. I woke up - sort of, 4 alarms snoozed for 3 hours, calling someone and falling asleep on the phone - finally getting to work I had called my friend wondering if I ought to call in "exhausted".
Crazy day, nearly got hit by a car, managed to not cut myself with a knife, threw out food and tried to cut plastic - yeah, I was that tired.
But my supervisor got to go home early and I got extra hours, some things cleaned, and some research done.
So - should I have gone to work or stayed in bed? I don't know.