Why do I do this?

Why do I stay up until midnight when I know the alarm is going to go off at 5:20? I was BUMMED when it went off. The husband was even more bummed, because he has to be to work by 6:30. I'm bummed because I keep telling myself I'm gonna go to the gym in the mornings and then I'm so f'ing tired I can hardly move. But the house is all picked up.

Maybe I can go tonight. There's no reason why I can't go in the evening, I suppose, except I don't really like to. But I think that's what I'll have to do. If I go now, I can only go for half an hour and I still probably won't get to work until 9. Then again, a half hour of exercise would probably actually be a challenge right now, especially in my sleep-deprived state! Ugh. Too much to do, not enough time.

I might actually be willing to pay someone to let me go back to sleep for a few hours right now.

Fuck it. I'm going to the gym and getting it over with! One of the perks of having the kind of job I have now is my schedule is not so rigid. Onward and upward . . .