Got our taxes done; my fear that I grossly underestimated the quarterly freelance taxes was almost totally unfounded; I ended up owing the Feds $95 over and above what I already paid them throughout 2014. So I feel pretty good about that.

But now I have a headache from a combination of taxes + allergies, and want to go to bed.

I know I would have more energy if I added more sleep to my routine.

I know I would have more energy if I added more sleep to my routine.

Oh, yeah. Exercise I apparently can make time for, but I'm so bad at getting enough sleep unless it's the weekend.

I hope you are resting and healing, shrift.

I put on my pajamas and took some drugs. I'm kinda feeling better, but clearly I hit a wall after a couple of hours of light to medium activity, so I'm thinking about calling in sick to work tomorrow. Just reschedule all my meetings and turn off my alarm.

That sounds like the right move.

Sleep is good, I'm all for sleep. Harder to say "okay, I'm sleeping starting now" and make it happen, though.

That sounds like the right move.

Totes. The medication started wearing off while I was watching an episode of Jane the Virgin, so I went ahead and requested the sick time, blocked off my calendar, and set my out of office message.

Congrats on finishing your taxes, Steph. And Dana, congrats on finally convincing your husband to agree to hire an accountant to do your taxes.

Other things happening on April 15th: I'm starting a statistics class and the Blackhawks play their first playoffs game.

I am so bad about taking time off from work when I'm sick. Because it's so easy to just load up on cold meds and power through the day and crash later.

Stats: the only class getting my M.Ed that was actually challenging, and I fucking hated it. But I got a B+.

Of course, girls can math. I'm sure it made me a better person or something. But I hated every damn second of that intense summer grad level course.

Oh, god, Stats. That course made people change majors in my school. I never understood what we were doing to the numbers, but with rounding up, I got an A. (And I gloated to my then boyfriend about it, too, cause he'd been flaunting his A as well).

I think I need another day to recover from my weekend. Also, I need another 6 or 7 bags of mulch, because 14 wasn't enough, but that is an issue for next weekend.

Also, is anyone else watching Bloodline? I really like it, but family, man, they can fuck you up.

Speaking of Netflix. how about the Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt? Between those two and Orange is the New Black, I am really liking their original programming.