The Times - Serving Waitsburg, Dayton and the Touchet Valley

It’s a rare day when I admit I am so tired I feel fried. I hit the wall on Monday, made evident as I was too tired to drive to Walla Walla for my morning tennis game. My mind and body just went on strike.

It became evident how tired I was when I did laundry without detergent. Next, I forgot to close the top of the machine on the rewash. The drain cycle was interrupted, and I was left with extra heavy, wet clothes to do the third time.

Even Mugsy seems exhausted as he’s been sleeping later than usual – on the good side, it also lets me sleep in. This morning, after we finally crept ou...