We were up and down several times at work last night -- 11p, 1230a & 3a if I remember correctly -- in addition to five other runs. Instead of getting to go home and crash this morning, I had to be in a CPR Instructor class at 9a. After that wrapped after lunch, it was an errand here and an errand there. Finally, it was time to prep for a promotional interview set for 730p. With that out of the way, the required phone calls made to update those concerned about said interview and supper gathered... I absolutely have nothing left in me. I think I'm so tired that I'm starting to see things. If this is this hard now, how on earth did I manage to pull those all-nighters and 30 or 40 hours stretches in college? Am I that old already?