This is how my most recent conversation with my husband went.
"Hi." "Hi." "I'm tired today." "You're tired? (thinking about my own day)" "Yeah, I exercised twice today and went to dinosaur world."
As long as I'm up, I'm up. The second I sit down, I have no desire to do ANYTHING at all, for hours. I can just sit and veg on the couch for 4 hours straight, no problem. Blah.