I have come to the conclusion that I have arrived at a point in my life in which only four work days should be necessary or desired. I am good for four -- Count 'Em FOUR -- days per work week. That's it.
I'm completely worthless for at least one day in the work week. Last night, I was so tired that I flaked out during "The Big Bang Theory". I woke up this morning at 4:58 a.m.
I feel refreshed and invigorated, but yesterday was a "dud" day.