Hitting the Wall

I hit the wall yesterday. I think the decision and then the busy week with yoga (it added up to 13 hours) followed by a busy Saturday all caught up with me yesterday after breakfast out with a girlfriend.

I came home, IM'd wth Jack Bauer for an hour or so, tried to do some stuff around the house, and then turned the corner and POW! I ran smack-dab into the middle of the wall. I took a 2-hour nap. I got up for about 30 minutes, moved some laundry around, IM'd a bit with a friend, and then POW! I ran right back into the wall. (Man, that hurts.) So I took another 2-hour nap.

When my body says it is time to rest, I guess I need to listen.

Harry Potter will just have to wait.