Oh, the first week of classes! I came home today after a long time on campus, sent a friend a text (because I know school tends to make me a little anti-social, so I'm trying to keep that at bay this semester), started rubbing Sassy's belly, and promptly zonked out for the next two-and-a-half hours while lying flat on my back (I was lucky--no sleep paralysis this time... it usually hits if I'm sleeping on my back).
Of course, I do have a good reason to be tired. I'm taking six hours of classes and teaching nine hours. Heck, as a student the first time I was an undergrad, I never took more than 14 hours--usually 12--so 15 hours of teaching and taking is probably going to wipe me out until I get used to it. And even when I woke up, it was only the knowledge that Sassy needed to be let out and the knowledge that I still had homework to do that got me up instead of my rolling back over and snoozing until morning.
I know I can do this, but I'm not gonna lie--it's going to take a bit of an adjustment period. And I still have that homework to do, so I better stop rambling and get to it.