Without question, this has been one of the most exhausting weeks I've had in about six months. Lots of ups and downs emotionally, but thank God, with a very good outcome. A fair amount of physical strain as well; I kind of overdid it at the gym last night, so my back and shoulders have been stiff and sore all day. Finally, parts A and B combined to result C, a lack of sleep.
Just had dinner, sort of. Just grazing in the fridge, eating little leftover bits of cheese, bread, and some soymilk. If anyone wants to order me a cheese pizza and send it my way, I wouldn't mind :)
EDIT: Actually, I think I'll skip the pizza. When I give in to my vices, I really go hog-wild, especially when I'm tired and my mental filters are down. The last thing I need is to wolf down an entire pizza, wash it down with a beer or three, and let myself go.
So if I can change my order to a green salad and a bottle of Fresca, I'll take that instead. Don't worry, I'm a big tipper :)
Other than heeding the call of nature (my own as well as the dogs), I don't think I'll be moving any further than the path from my chair to the DVD player, and it wouldn't surprise me at all if I drifted off to sleep in the next hour or so. The dogs can let themselves out after that.