Too lazy for my own good

I've been completely exhausted the last few days. I was at work on Friday trying to figure out how to make it through the day after I had already had 2 cups of coffee, couldn't keep my eyes open, and it was only 7:45am. That was just a sign that the remainder of the day was going to go by so slow that I would eventually want to scratch my retinas out just to bang out of work early.
My laziness factor has been out of control lately. Usually its there, in the background going, "do you REALLY want to take out the trash?" and I can stand my ground and tell it to shut the hell up as I go about my chores or whatever it is that I'm attempting to be lazy with. Friday night I ended up "sleeping" (it was a half-ass sleep filled with uncomfortableness and tight spaces) on the couch with Stink because I was too lazy to get my ass into bed. Its not that it would involve that much, maybe 20 steps? I could skip the shower and the teeth brushing, which I did anyway, and lay in a nice, big empty bed with me and Le Stink. But no, my laziness got the best of me and I had the worst sleep every and a backache to go with it in the morning. Which, of course carried over into yesterday... when I had to wake up and wait for the cable guy at 8am. I found myself sleep walking/talking to the guy trying to say what the problem was and yet, not really making any full sentences. After he left I took a three hour nap but it still didn't get rid of my headache that was an obvious sign from my body saying, "get more sleep you asshole!" and maybe "stop drinking all that wine you wino!".
Today... Oh, today. Today is a new day. I was up by 10:30 (I did just realizing that its now 11:30 and I have no idea how the hell that happened), fed the dog, sat on the computer... thought about maybe showering.. hmm.. Oh! I folded some clothes too! So there, I am already off to a good start. I am finding it rather funny that the Cop wants me to move a dryer with him to our new apartment. I just don't understand how that's going to happen. Here's a little tidbit about me, I'm tiny and have no muscle strength whatsoever. If you want to enter me into a contest for someone who produces the smallest splash off of a diving board, I'm your girl! If you want me to help move large and heavy objects, like dryers, you might as well have 911 on speed dial because I know I'm going to end up with that fucker on my stomach and I'm going to be pissed.