Here I am at 7:30 a.m. the  morning  after having  worked  a long shift on my feet on Thanksgiving. I’m  reflecting  upon how unrested I feel, yet have to go in for 8 more  hours  today.

Then  I feel even worse when I see a squirrel scampering around in the trees  in the woods  behind  my house.

Yeah? If you’re  so dammed  perky, why don’t  you come in here, make my coffee, make my breakfast  and while  you’re  at it, just  go into  work for me today?