Life at my desk is A.P.-musing

I can not even being to tell you how tired I am. I am barely able to even make sentences. It's weird though, I'm not physically tired. In fact, I'm hitting my step counts everyday and I'm going going going with high energy (though I do need to cut back on the Dr. Pepper!) and a smile. I have a wonderful family, a studly husband, a job I love. And yet, the past week and a half I find myself sitting on the edge of my bed at trying to figure out what I was doing. Just yesterday I walked the hallways 4 times on a mission, only to return to the bench outside my office completely unaware of what the mission was (My bladder let me know after the 4th that I'd better hurry haha!). My only conclusion last night as I stared at my Christmas tree was this: I'm mentally exhausted. I know a lot of you can relate to this feeling. Whether it's from your job or life is just knocking you plumb in the mouth, mental exhaustion is a real real thing. Our brains are so fascinatin