Getting out of bed was really hard today. When hubby started poking me imploring me to get up I wanted to "reach out and touch someone." After I got up and got dressed he says to me, why don't you call in sick. I knew I couldn't, too much to do in preparation for getting the privilege of getting time off, I had to do the work for that week ahead of time (how many other jobs require that?)
I did want to call in exhausted. It could have gone something like this... "Boss, it's me Sarah, I'm calling in exhausted so I'm not coming in today. Working seven days a week has caused my brain and body to basically shut down and I need a break."
I am thinking coffee is in my near future.