YAWN.

When my alarm went off at 5:30am to go to the gym this morning, my body sighed "Yeah right" and went promptly back to sleep. When I had to get up two hours later, I felt worse. Not even the pot of coffee I drank before work took the edge off.
My brain feels like its in a fog. Life has been a stressful mess lately and I am exhausted. I am also fairly confidant that I am giving myself an ulcer.
My Gramps is still in the hospital (my family has been put through the ringer lately), the representatives at Sallie Mae are causing copius amounts of anxiety, applications are never-ending and I cannot find the time to do them, and the organizations I've been speaking with are driving me CRAZY. This process has completely taken over my life when all I want to do is drink myself into a wee coma (don't judge- I'm Irish), pull a sleeping beauty, and wake up in a hundred years with a job I love, apartment I like, and a life that is less complicated.

I mean really, is that too much to ask?!?!?