Body: Had a 1am wakeup, blaming too many calories at supper, like COME ON brain, why can't you remember this and get your shit together? Chips OR fake ice cream, not both. Touch of achiness today, but nothing concerning. Crashed mid-day and went home early to nap. Lazy rest of day.
Brain: Taxurday yet again, but today is one of ten remaining tax days, so it's single digits to go after this, so COME AT ME, BRO. #igotthis. I didn't really want to be there, though. Worked through lunch (scarfed some carbs), and left early to nap. Just mentally bleah, more so than physically; probably heavily influenced by the knowledge I have to leave my house tomorrow. There shouldn't be holidays during tax season!