When the Mrs. is tired..

"When a man is tired, he should rest"

 - Chinese Proverb

Ok, not really. I made that up.

It all started on Monday night. Sam and I were at the library until 10:30 pm, and afterwards we headed to the grocery store for some essentials because we had no food. So, we climbed in bed a little after midnight. I knew that I had to get up early (like, 5 am early) so that I could finish preparing for my Physiology Exam that I was taking on Tuesday morning. Sam, wanting some pillow talk time, started talking to me about new phone plans (since his phone died a few days ago), and how we needed to look into getting on our own plan (I am still on my parent's contract from when I wasn't married). Honestly, I was so tired that I hardly remember any of the conversation. 5 am came and I got up and I re-listened to a couple of lectures - find out about this awesome study tool here- and then went back to bed for about an hour. But that was of little use, seeing as that I had terrible dreams about forgetting equations and facts about the cardiac system during my test...

Anyway. I made it to school before 8 am, and studied for another hour and a half. Holy smokes people, that test was a BEAST. It was incredibly hard, but I did well! :) However, the mental exertion from that morning + the 5 hours of sleep the night before drained me for the rest of the day. I barely made it through work without falling asleep at my desk. Then, I trudged through the freezing weather to my night class that goes from 5:10-7:30/8ish. I struggled the entire class to stay awake. I was a little bit late coming out of class, and Sam met me with a "Where were you?!" Honestly. At the moment all I could think of was, "Are you kidding? I have been so excited to finally see him after this incredibly long day and he is upset that I am 10 minutes late?" Looking back now, I see that Sam wasn't upset at all, and that he was honestly asking where I had been. Bethany, a dear friend who happens to be in my same class, sensed the tension that I had just created and quickly said "Bye guys!"

Haha. Sorry Bethany. :)

When we got into the car, Sam asked me if I was ok. I replied that I was fine, even though the horses in my head (more on that here) were going 1000 mph. Note: Why on earth do we do this, ladies?? If we aren't fine, why don't we just calmly explain that we are a little upset? Working on that one... 

He then took a deep breath and started telling me about all of the phone plans he had researched that day! In my mind I was thinking "Now? While he is mad at me? And while I just need to relax after a long day? He wants to talk about phone plans? WHAT?? He might want to switch over to T-mobile and I would have to get rid of my iPhone and get an Android instead??! He could tell that I was not in the mood, and stopped talking about it half way home. After we walked in the door he told me that he was going to have to go to the library after dinner to write a paper that was due by midnight, which meant that unless I wanted to go with him, I would be home by myself for the evening.

We ate dinner, I kissed him goodbye, and immediately started sobbing. Why? I am telling you all that I was so tired that I was completely irrational. I called my mom, and she told me that I needed to go to bed. I resisted and told her I didn't feel like it, but in the end decided that she was probably right. So I got ready and climbed in bed.

Needless to say, when Sam got home and woke me up that night I felt so much better. We laughed about how emotional I had been, and went to sleep after a real conversation about phones and how both of our days had gone :)

So. To all you men and women out there. Get some sleep!You might just find that things look a lot brighter.