Eeesh, I’m tired. I’ve worked every day since I got back from a wonderful, relaxing trip to Aruba with my entire family. In the three weeks that have passed since then, I have basically lived at the office. It’s gotten pretty bad. Last night, I took a nap when I got home from work at sixish. When my alarm went off a little after seven, I was supposed to be getting ready to meet someone for dinner. Instead, I got up and began getting ready to go into the office. It literally was about ten minutes before I realized that I wasn’t supposed to be going into the office. What ensued was a great sushi dinner with good conversation and plenty of Saba and Tako, but I was a little horrified that I’m that far into automatic mode.