Someone else pointed this out to me today, when they texted about lunchtime, and I said I'd only just woken up, but was tired and would be going back to bed.
That's what the fatigue of lupus is like - it really does feel like I could sleep for years and years and years.
In the fairytale, an evil fairy did this to the girl because she wasn't invited to the princess' christening. I don't know that anyone offended any evil fairies when I was a baby - but who knows?
In the meantime, I'm going back to bed. And to the other lupies out there, watch out for poisoned apples, and evil fairies with a grudge. Oh, and if you find you're sharing a house with a group of short people - they're probably your kids, and they'll want you to find the energy to feed them and do the cleaning.