Did I mix up my meds?

One of the things I love about vacation is that I get to drink coffee every day. Woo hoo, you might say, but to a coffee-lover, it's a big deal. I could probably get away with drinking on the job, but my mind tells me I'd get a case of the shakes which would lead to anxiety, which could lead me to anxiety attacks, which I've suffered from in the past. So...no caffeine for me on work days. There's an exception. If it's a Wednesday afternoon and I see that the rest of my clients are ones that I know well, I'll have a cuppa. And it makes me feel so good. I say Wednesday because I'm normally off on Thursday. I wouldn't have a cup of coffee on a Tuesday. Rules, rules, rules. I know what works for me. Normally I'd stop drinking coffee about 2 days before going back to work. I forgot this time and I've been drowsy all day. I actually fell asleep on my hammock and I never ever, for any reason, nap. Not because I have something against naps; they're just not in my repertoire. I'm tempted to get on the hammock again and sleep. I'm really that tired.

So it's been a very lazy day. I spent a long time on FB saying hi and catching up. Spent a long time on Reader commenting or just catching up. Read my book. Napped. Ate lunch, showered and tried to read again. But I'm too sleepy.

On that note, I think it's time to lay myself down. It's a gorgeous day to be on a hammock.