I know it is the end of a faire season by how incredibly exhausted I am and how much of a disaster my house is in. No matter how much I sleep and no matter how much I clean those two things are a constant during faire season. So at the end of the season I can guarantee you that it is pretty bad.
I find myself wanting to go to bed around 9:30 every night and not want to get up until that last possible moment in the mornings. Even then I spend most of my day yawning and longing for a nice nap. I get home from work and have the overwhelming urge to do nothing more than snuggle into my couch.
This of course doesn't help in the least with being able to keep my house in some semblance of order. It seems every week I get a little further behind. The dishes pile up a little more, the carpets gather a little more animal hair, the dust grows a little thicker. I do a little here and there when I can, but it never seems to be enough.
I think it is fairly obvious why I spend my first free weekend after faire doing a deep cleaning of the house. In the state it is in now there is no other choice. A light cleaning would simply never do. Things have just progressed beyond a nice simple clean.
Then there will be sleep. Lots and lots of sleep.
After that things will be right in the universe once again. That is until the next faire starts in about 8 weeks time. Just long enough to recover enough to proceed.
I think I might be insane.