Work ran late.

And I manned the circ/ref desk basically alone for the second half of my shift. They had a class in and both my boss and Whitney were doing the intro to the library thing with them, leaving me to my own devises. Which weren't that exciting.

And, you know you are tired when you send off rather rambling emails to your mom, including lines like, "I'm going to go crawl into bed now. Or rather, leap. Leap! Because my bed is so tall..." Um, why don't I shut up now.

Oh, and my mom is back working. Seems that the speech therapist at the other elementary school in the district broke a leg or something and is out for a few weeks. They invited her back, and she accepted. So at least I'm not the only one in the family who has to go to school tomorrow.

Never again.

Caffeine. Its really not good for someone like me. I have mostly given it up, but for some reason, tonight I was longing for a glass of caffeinated carbonated beverage. I guess it was the closest I could get to a celebratory glass of bubbly. Instead, it made me miserable. Even though I took two pink candies when I felt an angry Hanniford coming on, it didn't help at all. And I had to sit through a three hour class. With a guy who wouldn't shut up. "We will be taking a break after one more question." that lasted a good fifteen minutes. Sheesh.

So, lesson learned: After a good solid month off of it, please don't go back. Yes, I shall give it up (except for chocolate and tea) completely. I am resolved. Hanniford will thank me in the end.