It’s almost 11pm on Friday night and I’m just plain tuckered out. I worked all day in Shinjuku, then caught the train to Yokohama for my evening classes. I was tired even before I woke up and now I am just flat on my ass tired. DK is playing video games in the background and every second I am here typing is precious time I could be spending with him instead, so I’m going to make this quick. I know, I’m sorry, I suck, etc.
This upcoming weekend looks like ass. Tomorrow morning (and, possibly, every Saturday morning for the foreseeable future? sigh) I have seminars, then on Sunday we’re playing board games in Kamakura. I should be excited about that but honestly I really just want to sleep.
Next weekend is also pretty ass because I have that same seminar and board games in Yokohama. The weekend after that, another seminar, the inaugural meeting of my book club (!!!), and an all-day ELT convention in Tokyo. I really just want to, like, sleep. I’m not trying to humble brag about my schedule, I’m saying it is stressing me out just thinking about it.
Why can’t I just sleep.