have you ever

Have you ever been so tired that you do this.  First, you start off by working a 13 hour day.  Then you begin walking around like an old lady, hobbling like your bones are 20 years older.  Then, you walk around scowling, tired and half muttering to yourself half talking to your spouse saying, “I don’t want to talk to ANYONE right now.” So at some point you realize that, yes, you are wandering around the house like a maniac emptying trashes, cleaning up dishes and literally throwing things.  Some maniacal sector of my internal perfectionist compulsion cannot be satisfied and must keep going.  Do I stop there, no!  I somehow make a grocery list, clean the shit out of the bathtub (thanks owen, no really), and manage to do some laundry. Only to then realize that is is 1130pm and I have been awake since 545, my eyeballs are burning and my eyebrows are so furrowed that they are starting to hurt.  At one point my former husband, to which I mean the husband that I think I used to have, looks over at me and says, ‘what are you smiling about?”  On some strange level I sorta want to cackle right at that moment, because hell why not.  I have no idea why I am smiling.  But truthfully I do know why. Somewhere in the midst of my cleaning/cackling/muttering I started thinking about me in high school, my chubbier cheeks and horribly nerdy glasses.  Why stop there you might ask?  Never fear, I did not. I jumped, very rationally into a recollection of all my former prom and homecoming dates.  For those of you that had the privileged of knowing my dance dates you know exactly why I am smiling.