I wanted to get a lot done today. I anticipated having a very productive day -- there were phone calls, errands, work to get done, decisions to make.
I just never managed to not be exhausted, though. All the way through me, today I was barely awake enough to think. I've dragged myself up to a little bit of functionality -- got some of those phone calls made, refilled some meds that were going to run out tomorrow, and I still plan on getting some things done before I pass out completely.
But altogether, today felt bad. I'm bummed out about that.