Tired...

I wasn't going to post but I thought I should put the good and the bad. I am like that dog that has a 10 foot chain but thinks it is longer. He will run and when he gets to the end he tries to keep going. His head and collar stops but his butt keeps on going and he lands on his back. He is always surprised, like "hey what happened."

Well that's me. I was feeling so good and getting so much done. Then it starts to get hard to keep the pace up. But do I slow down, no. I just keep pushing myself to accomplish my goal. Always hoping that I will get done before I crash and burn.

So here I am, tired, wiped out. I need to just sit and do nothing but rest. But I don't want to rest. There are things to do. I want to get up and get things done. But then I don't feel like doing anything. I don't enjoy the things that I do get done. I don't enjoy anything, I'm just blaaaa. You would think that I would learn.

So I will go to bed early and hope that tomorrow I will be in a better mood. That the sun will be out and I will start to feel like getting something done. Not that I have to get things done. It has been raining all week, so it suits the way I been feeling.