I suppose it also doesn't help that I haven't had any coffee yet. And that I have a headache. These things may be related. Then again they may not.
Probably it's because I've had to open so much lately. Between my boss going out of town, my rehersal schedule, and the library tech being sick, I've had to open the library almost every day for what seems like the last three weeks. Which means being here before 7:45. And circumstances keep me staying up too late. I should probably go to bed earlier, but I feel like I lose so much of my personal time when I do -- time to write, to chat with people, to spend with T, etc. The never-ending struggle between sleep and time. Sometimes I think I would be happier if I didn't need to sleep at all.
It wouldn't be so bad if I could go home and crash after work, but the Requiem is tonight, so not only can I not go sleep, I have to be "on". I'm sure I'll be peppier by then, I always am, but at this moment it is the absolute last thing I want to do. Maybe I'll put on the CD; that should inspire me.