Burning it at both ends

I'm still running ragged full time. Work is a beatdown, still training fairly well, grad school, kids, wife, the occasional load of laundry, etc. Tonight I get home and I'm just a zombie. Wife tells me "You really should go pick up a belgian and plan to sit on your ass tonight" Um, ok... twist my arm. Sadly I'll probably still sit here and do various forms of work :( Go ride this weekend... bring the fenders.