Exhausted and pissy, to be honest

Last night was just sad. I was trying to go to sleep early, and I got in bed, but HLM was being all snuggly/talky (and more than that, I suspect, but that wasn't going anywhere). I was so exhausted I kept thinking how tired really old people must feel when they're ready to die just to get some goddamn rest, but I didn't get HLM out of there until my normal bedtime, sigh. Tonight I promised to go home and cook (and kind of implied I'd do something else too, it's been a few days)... and tomorrow night is Steer Roast, which means party, which (right now) means oh no. It's hard not to resent these things.... I don't know what's wrong with me this week but I just want to sleep and for some reason it hasn't happened that way. I guess when I'm tired I also get passive and that makes it harder to push things/people away.

I think I'll sleep in tomorrow and come to work late. If I know I can do that, I should be able to get through this evening a little better.

Oh yeah--no workout today again. My legs are really out to sabotage me.