Exhausted from election night

Yesterday, I must have hit about 15 polling sites but that really didn't take much out of me. I'm a warrior.
But instead of going to bed afterward like a good little cherub, I decided to stay up until about 4 a.m. watching the speeches and of course, watching the news and every other little tidbit. Now, it's 12 hours later and I feel like I've been punched about the face and body by Ivan Drago. It seems I'm not the only one. On the way to work this morning, I saw that most people were driving like zombies, totally not going the speed limit and basically chatting on their cell phones. This was worse than usual though. Maybe half the population of the area was up late watching the election coverage and ordering paring knives on QVC because it seems like everyone is on autopilot.
Although I'm working diligently, I'm watching the clock so I can slide down the dinosaur tail at 6, go home, and crawl into bed fully clothed. You can bet good American money I'm going to wake up on Thursday with my shoes on and the imprint of my watch on my face. I'm going to snore too. So that means The Girlfriend will probably throw a few educated elbows in my direction.