I realized around 5 p.m. tonight that I was feeling sleepy--and that I had to get to a show that I was reviewing. So I sat down to take a nap. Didn't think I'd sleep long, but woke up when Wheel of Fortune was starting, which means I'd slept an hour and missed Jeopardy. Damn.
The show was wonderful, Once Upon a Mattress, but even with a nap under my belt and a wonderful show in front of me, I still found myself fighting sleep. At least I saw most of it. I haven't done that in a long time; must be the combination of giving blood and doing all that wall-washing this afternoon.