Last night I was done.  So done that I fell asleep during The Office.  I think a week of poor, interrupted sleep caught up to me.  The kids were outside with the neighbors and Kathi was on a walk so I came in and laid down with the puppy for a nap.  We were out. 
The opening of the front door woke up Owen and Owen jumping up woke me.  After that nap I just couldn't muster the energy to stay awake.
I tried having a little Ol' South Fudge Pie ice cream by Umpqua for a bit of energy to stay awake enough to see the recorded shows.  Didn't work.
I had no idea this bought of sleepiness was coming.  On the way home I even picked up Revolver thinking that I would have an enjoyable evening staying up late to watch a flick.  Nope.  Plans failed.  Sleep won.
Sleepy time is over now.  Today I've got to get birds out of our dryer vent.  The battle is on.
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