>Exhausted doesn’t even begin to describe how we feel right now. We’ve slept and napped but it never seems to be enough. We’re just done. But we are home and, no matter what, there is work to be done. Even over this weekend my phone rang and texts and emails came through that needed attending to by no one other than me. Two phone interviews for papers with impending deadlines, a comedian late for his live radio appearance, two television crews needing releases and such. It’s the life I’ve chosen, I suppose, but I just want to turn everything off tomorrow and sleep till 2:00.
Instead, I’ll go into the office for the first time in a week and play catch up and smile though my heart is aching.