How many times have I written a post with that title? More than once, that's for sure. I am beat and I don't know why. I've been sleeping fine, eating well and moderately exercising. Yet I can't seem to catch up. Maybe it's just winter and too many dark hours. I don't know. I got home on Monday from my NY/NJ trip and it was great to be back. So cozy and nice, just me and Tabitha, hunkered down on the couch and later under the down comforter. I slept really well. I'm ok at sleeping in strange places but I had some odd dreams that made the nights not feel so restful.
This time, when visiting my brother, I hoped it wouldn't involve a lot of errands and trips to the grocery store. I thought they'd do that stuff on Saturday and I wasn't arriving until Sunday. Oh how wrong I was--not only did he drag me to the grocery store, but it was preceded by a trip to Home Depot. It was just the two of us and I think he actually wanted the alone time with me, so I didn't complain. Something about that whole time in NJ was exhausting even though I didn't move around much. I arrived, helped my niece bake a cake, went off to Home Depot and Whole Foods with my brother. Came home, unloaded the car, watched football while knitting, ate dinner and played 1/4 a game of Risk (first time, believe it or not). I was totally worn out! Maybe it's all that interacting with other people that did it. My oldest niece still didn't make much of an effort to talk to me and I didn't get an opportunity to engage her either. The second niece was receptive (see cake baking above) and even had me get her started knitting something again. My nephew was on a last-minute overnight trip, and while I missed seeing him, it was a much calmer time without him there.
I am also too tired to read Ulysses. I fear my email reading program is a failed experiment. Oh well.
Grateful for: long weekends.