Begging For Toothpicks

Yes, toothpicks. I'm begging here people. My eyelids literally need propped open today. I'm utterly exhausted. Thursdays are usually my "tired day". The week finally catches up w/ me by Thursday and I find myself yawning, dragging, and doing LOTS of complaining about it but today is different. By the end of this day someone is going to have to get scrape me off of my desk w/ a spatula! I'm mushy. The girls here at work love to joke (because they know how much I DO NOT want to get pregnant again-and take good measures to make sure that doesn't happen) that it must be because I am pregnant. (NOTE: I AM NOT PREGNANT!! ) I don't find it all that entertaining but they get their thrills out of the reaction it has on me. I'm looking back on this week and can't put my finger on what exactly I have done to have drained myself to this extent...oh...wait....STESS!!! Yep, loads of it. My brain has been fried like an egg. I do believe it is definitely a go-home-do-nothing-movie-night kind of day. Where oh where is the weekend?!