I can't describe how washed out I feel

I can't describe how washed out I feel. I dream about waking up refreshed and ready to jump out of bed to tackle my mounting to do list. Ah well.
Cleaning, napping in preparation for my night shift, chickpea and chorizo stew making and a face mask.
Lovely to see Kate and the new wee princess home within twelve hours - a wee bit of how we'd like it to be for every lady. Now, if she could have just been attended by a midwife as well...
I'm hoping for number 29 tonight.