36 Hours

Sometimes I really love working third shift and going to school at the same time. My online class ended today and I had a lot to do to get ready for the final when I got out of work yesterday. Like review 7 chapters and take a final. So I left work, went to the Y, swam a thousand yards, came home and made myself an entire pot (12 cups) of coffee. I drank about 8 cups. I took notes until my hand cramped and refused to write anymore. Than I took a two hour nap. This was at like 4pm. Yeah, I'd gotten up at 6 on Wednesday night. So things were looking pretty good. Mom woke me up when she got home from work and we went and got something to eat and then we came home and I hit the books again. I didn't get done until midnight. It'd been 36 hours since I'd gotten some real sleep. So, you think I would have slept like the dead last night. Wrong. Maybe it's because I've got crap on my mind or something, but I was up at 8am today taking my final. I love my life.