No, seriously. What happens when you get tired?
With me, I get itchy.
My feet start to itch, my arms itch and my shoulders itch. And then my legs.
It’s a slow and gradual process.
But it kicks off when I get really tired. Not sleepy, this goes way beyond that. This is the point where I’m on the verge of falling asleep standing up; when I’m so tired that thinking straight is difficult.
And that’s me right now.
Itchy feet, itchy shoulders, itchy legs. And unable to think straight.
So it’s goodnight from me.
But before I go… what happens to you when you’re tired?
B.
When I get very tired I get very very grumpy. I become the super-bitch, the grand high Priestess of witchiness. Then when it moves on to the next stage of tired and I can no longer be bothered being a cow, I become a cabbage. I am someone who should always get a decent amount of sleep, for the safety and wellbeing of those around me! Have a good kip!!
I’m an itcher, too. Embarrassing if you’re at a party. And my legs get really heavy and no matter where I put them, they hurt.
I fall asleep.
My face falls off.
Masher and Mya. It’s a good double act name. How about… Masher and Mya, the Statler and Waldorf of blogging. *giggles*
How’s the hooking going Mya? Still going flat out?
I go into ‘tiredness denial’, which tends to make me very grouchy. Then I fall asleep sometime after, depending on the level of denial.
I can fall asleep on a bag of cement if necessary (Forces training). But the itchiness is the warning that I’m close to conking out where I sit/stand. 🙂
I turn into an irritable bastard. Therefore by simple deduction my wife can prove that I have been tired for 19 years.