This was the kind of day I've been dreading, although I'm not sure I ever truly believed it would happen. It wasn't even a particularly stressful day, and I didn't have to work especially hard. But I did have to work, and that was the problem.
Usually I can pace myself. That's what makes me so productive, in fact. I can work at my own speed, and when I need a break I can take one. Today it was different, because I needed a break more than I ever have in my life, but I was so loaded with tasks that had to get done that I didn't have time for a nap.
This was work that I'd sail through like butter on a normal day, but on a day like this, when my head keeps bobbing, it might as well be molasses I'm trying to sail through. (Instead of butter, I mean.) Easy becomes hard when all I want to do is lie down and close my eyes. Hard becomes impossible.
So I didn't get everything on my list done today. And I didn't get a nap. That's why it was such a dreadful day, but I made it through and I'm looking forward to tomorrow when the to-do list will be shorter and maybe I can pace myself a little better.