Admittedly, I have entirely too much on my plate. I don't know what happened to me when I had a baby but it seemed like as soon as she came along, either I had so much more stuff to do, or I just gave myself so much more stuff to do. Maybe it's a combination of both.
I don't really know why I'm all that tired though. Doing laundry doesn't exhaust me. I just lay on the couch and deplete my DVR while I'm waiting for it to finish. I haven't had a lot of homework keeping me up late at night this semester, since my classes have been embarrassingly easy. Sigh.
A nap sounds really good right about now.