Exhaustion

I am there.

Thanklessly long, tiring days worrying about gift cards for the holidays is making me slowly lose it. I woke up yesterday at 5:30 AM freaking out about getting to work early to get started on the day's tasks. The weekend seems so far off yet, but I can assure you when it comes I will be swimming in libations.

For now, I get up, work, come home, sleep. And in between I'm trying to fall in love. This is a story I must save for a day when work hasn't destroyed my very being. What day is it anyway? I'm sure I have some type of bill that I forgot to pay...