I don’t want to go to sleep even though I’m tired. It was a hot weekend, but it was relaxing and I didn’t think about work until later today, when I decided not to do any today. I know it will affect my work week this week and I’ll feel extra busy, but I kind of feel like it was worth it.

I don’t want to go to sleep because then tomorrow will come and I don’t really want to go to work. It’s going to be hot in the schools and I hate sweating and feeling like I’m breathing steam everywhere. I know the day will be fine, but I really liked the weekend where I didn’t think about school stuff. I suppose I can thank my Friday self for staying super late and getting things in order. Good work, two-days-ago-me.

I don’t want to write either, mainly because I was reading and skimming Twitter and that takes way less brain power than having to actually create something to write down.

Long story short, I’m tired and had a great weekend and I don’t want it to end!