Sleepy Dust

The person who used to run this blog is no longer with us. She has turned into a sleep-deprived zombie who roams the empty halls of her apartment picking up dog toys that get strewn from wall to wall, pine needles that happen to get drug into the house and sprinkled everywhere while Milo plays catch with himself, and bras and socks that get flung off the second I walk in the door after a long and tiring two whole hours out of the house.
Whoever said "Oh don't worry! You'll get your energy back in your second trimester!" is a lying asshole. I'm almost into my third trimester and just walking up my stairs gives me visions of certain death. Some days I'll get a burst of energy and clean the entire house (aka the last three days) and be totally fine, and some days just making trips to and from the kitchen to eat is too much for me to handle, and in those moments I'm positive I would rather gnaw my left arm off than go make myself non-cannibalistic food. I mean who needs the old arm, anyway?
I'm currently sitting on my couch after just completing another unit, and scoring 100% on my tests I might add, and I'm so exhausted that I can't even go to sleep. Have you ever been so tired that you're NOT tired anymore? There is nothing I need more right now than to curl up on the couch and sleep until I'm not tired anymore. However, in that case, I might not wake up until next Tuesday. I've been having some late nights staying up to talk to the hubby man because while he's at work for God knows how long, he can't use his phone and has very strict hours of communication. In other words, we usually talk on Facebook any time between midnight and 3 am. So for the last 6 nights in a row, I've slept anywhere between 3 and 6 hours at night, and gotten up to let the dog out at the asscrack of dawn every morning, then continued to clean and unpack and clean some more. Now I know for most people that's an everyday routine and no reason to complain. I am not complaining because for some odd reason I like my little routine of cleaning, schoolwork, and getting out of the house. All I'm asking for is the magic sleep fairy to come sprinkle me with some knock-out dust so I can recharge. Even the energizer bunny needs a break every once in a while.