Sleep…that elusive dream…

Well…it’s been an interesting couple days.
Yesterday, (note: my day off) I wake up around 1:30pm. Run a few errands, make a few calls, and decide that evening to go swimming.
So I’m up at work in the pool, about to leave, and walk back through the lobby, where one of my co-workers is on the phone.
I hear, “well, she’s here, so I’ll let her know”
the “she” come to find out, being me.
It seems the girl who worked on my nights off, decided 3 1/2 hours before her shift was to begin, that she could no longer do it, called in and quit.
oh joy! not to mention overtime…
so since I’m already there, I call the boss, ask if she’s heard from said little slacker
not a word.
so we discuss what we’re going to do about it (so I can still make my trip next week) and hang up.
I try to sleep before I have to go in, nothing doing…oh, and did I mention I had a 6 hour training class today? (9:30am-3:30pm)
and naturally, I’m so wired up on coffee and adrenaline by the time I get off, I couldn’t sleep if I tried (and believe me, I DID try!)
There was a time I could stay up for 26 hours, working, partying, etc…never bothered me a bit…
I must say, there’s allot I learned today, first and foremost being
I’m WAY to f**king old for this shit!!