It is bed time?

This morning I woke up exhausted. I hate starting the day off wishing it was the end of the day so I could go back to bed. I thought I might sneak in a nap when the littlest man took is afternoon nap but it never happened. Instead I ended up moving our patio furniture in out of the rain. My son's nap lasted an entire 32 minutes which is exactly how long my outdoor project took minus time to stop and have lunch. Lunch consisted of a diet Coke and a hand full of peanuts. Do you think any of this might be why I feel so crappy?