I'm spent

We had a whirlwind of a weekend, with a houseguest from Ohio and a party for J.R.'s impending 40th birthday. I'm pretty sure I have a food hangover still, and I know I have a few deadlines this week, and I keep meaning to make a list of things to do, but then I end up playing XBox. I really don't know how this keeps happening, people. Bygones. The point is, the party rocked the house. (Occasionally literally, as we pulled out the Rock Band at various points in the evening.) I'd say I need to have parties more often but between my "I won't have enough food/drink" and/or "my house is not clean enough" anxieties and the food/margarita hangovers afterward, I don't think I can take it. But maybe I should see, eh?