Where for art thou sleep?

I'm tired.  Not just "I could do with an extra hour" tired.  The kind of tired where I would be a risk to everyone around me if I was put in charge of heavy machinery, even a toaster is challenging today. 

I'm a creature of habit, on week day mornings I eat a healthy porridge breakfast.  a) I like porridge, b) I like being healthy.  This morning it seemed an impossible task to complete, so I went for toast.  The first sign of a problem should have been that I had to force the thick end wedge of my loaf of bread into the toaster.  A few minutes later, can you believe it, it refused to come out again!  It was a "tired slap your face with the whole of your hand moment".  If I was a cartoon character I would have done just that, and as my hand slid down my face, it would have pulled my face down revealing the pink of my under eye lids and then it would all have sprung back into place.  I can't explain it well and youtube is not my friend today.

I hope you all slept better than me.  I want to do a post soon about my fabulous weekend.  Until then, here is a classic Donald Duck cartoon to keep you entertained...