Confession:

Last night I passed on an invite to see Cosi Fan Tutte at the Met :(

For me to say "no" to just about anything means one of two things: 

A) I'm sick or getting sick

B) I'm exhausted

Sadly this week it's a combo of both.  Arrrgh 

But not gonna lie, although it was way nice to put on my jammers at 7pm, catchup on all-things-DVR, and go to bed early -- 
I definitely could have done without all the singing men in wigs in every single "dream" I had... Thanks, subconscious ;)