Knackered

My God today was knackering. For the 9th day running i've been up at the crack of dawn for one reason or another. Today was the worst after getting up yesterday at 6am for the laundrette, here's my day:
0700: Out of bed in a half-gone state.
0730: Jogging in the park.
0815: Cleaning kitchen.
0900: Leave for mile walk to swimming baths.
0930: Swimming until- 1030
1100: Mile walk home.
1130: Spend 3 hours tyring to sort the HDD on my laptop the bastard, Grrr.
1430: Cleaning living room.
1530: Trip to local shops.
1630: An hour playing my new Fire Wrrior game.
1730: Start preparing tea. Spaghetti Bolognese for the MRS and Chille-con carne for me. Yummy.
1830: It was yummy. Indeed.
1930: Go out skating after putting up with half hour of the soaps. Ugh. The soaps.
20:00 Discover that 30 minutes vigorous skating makes you feel tired as though you have run a mile. Which is quite good as I hate running. Especially for a mile.
20:45 Typing this.

Plans for next couple hours.

2100: Shave head and face, im looking a bit on the grizzly side. Grrr again.
2130: Shower and proper shave.
2200: Bed for another 3 day stint at work.