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?