Often, when flying to Mexico or Central America, my flights have left at around 6am. This means getting up at 2am to get to the airport. I experienced the exact same feeling this morning, getting up at 7am.
Between the average 5-hour-overtime shift each evening this week, the homework backlog, and family stress, I can barely stay vertical. On this morning's subway commute, I had to hold on to the poles for dear life - at each stop I nearly fell, and the driver wasn't especially reckless. I'm just so drained that I can't even keep my balance anymore.
Tonight: A little more overtime. Then hours of homework.
This weekend: More homework. And hopefully remembering to see a friend's band on Saturday night. Then more homework. I need to get the project finished this weekend so that I can catch up on my 3-week backlog of reading to prepare for the exam coming up in less than 3 weeks.
All this work is crashed and immediate because of the Christmas plans that fully occupy each weekend leading up to the 25th. I find them such a drain, but they're pretty much mandatory as a newlywed. However, since The Wife will be as drained as me by Xmas, we've decided to NOT see either family on Christmas weekend. We're going to hibernate and recover.