Pisco and I were talking today about how exhausted we’ve been lately and I had to laugh when I saw this in the chat…

I hear you. I been run down and worn out this week. I keep saying to myself, “I’ll sleep when I’m dead,” and then realize we’re supposed to expect resurrection of the body and think, “Oh, crap.”

Guess I’m not getting that sleep deficit worked off any time soon…

(Speaking of such things, I should get off and go shower and go to bed meself as I have to be up at dark-thirty for church tomorow.)