Several factors are coming together to make me feel a bit like a zombie.  You know, like I am 1/2 alive and just waiting for the day to end.  One, I ate too much when we went to dinner.  It is Friday night and my work week isn't calling out to me.  It might tomorrow for just a little while, but for now -no.  I am in limbo because Richard hasn't shown up so I can see how my day went or what my day tomorrow will be like.  (He might not be here until tomorrow.)  I am here all alone because Sheila went to Co Co's dance recital.  Al pretty busy week has taken my energy and I need a couple of week end days to recharge.  As much relief as I feel with the week being over I feel that much pressure because of all that I will have to do and even more because of all that I haven't gotten done that I need to some how address when I have an extra minute to share.  I am looking forward to sleeping well, but I probably won't because of my over full belly.  That was the case last night because of the meal at the Primary dinner/party/lecture/get-together.  I am looking forward to not working and I am looking forward to working.  I can't seem to set my mind on just one.  I guess that I just need a break.  I need some time off.  I need to sleep well.  I need to sleep in (like until 8 or 8:30!)  And I need to get out of the office and upstairs to sit in my chair.  And I need my wife to come home and be with me.