Today was intended to be full of rest and relaxation, coupled with celebratory champagne and Jameson Irish Whiskey. Although rest was the star of the show all day, and while I did indulge in three mimosas over brunch, my body simply refused to allow me to stay awake long enough even to eyeball the bottle of Jameson Ben bought me to celebrate the finish. After brunch, the day was spent dozing off, wrapped in a comforter on the couch or on the floor, with football on in the background. Later in the afternoon, Dominoes was called in for sustenance although, interestingly, I wasn't the least bit hungry. After a sad but decidedly uneventful movie, it was my turn to be supportive for Ben's last volleyball game of the season. A few hours later, I was back in bed, barely able to keep my eyes open long enough to utter the most overused phrase of the day: "I'm so tired." Finally, my pathetic and whiny day off hobbling around was over. Jameson will have to wait until tomorrow, but it will be well worth the painful and groggy wait.
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