Tired With A Capital T

Blah. I don't know what my problem is tonight, except that the more I have to do the less I feel like doing. I am wiped out. Blah. We worked at school for several hours this afternoon but that shouldn't make me want to collapse this evening. Blah. I have laundry accumulating at an alarming rate, and I still haven't touched the boxes of books in the family room. Blah. Not to mention, I think I will just drop everything tomorrow, go to Kerrville, visit with family, pick up my son, and head back home to find all. this. still. waiting. for. me. Aren't you glad you visited my blog tonight? Blah.