How to express the extent of my exhaustion? I was going to just pick a number on a scale of one-to-ten, but that's cliche, so instead, I'll share this tidbit from my evening.
Just now, I noticed in the bathroom mirror that the "Old Navy" written across the front of my fleece sweatshirt was backwards. For a good thirty seconds, I was completely convinced that meant I had worn my shirt inside-out all day.
Shoot, Shucks and Ducklings!
1 hour ago