Don't wanna go home

So I was on call today and I was with the residents having a relaxing late lunch- as we only have one patient and haven't had any new admissions- and they mentioned that once I did this one task that I could go home. Normally any mention of the word "home" causes a huge rush of endorphins and racing thoughts of how I can finish my assignments as quickly as possible. But today my unconscious first thought was "I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME!" (mental silence.) I realized instantly how ridiculous that sounded as soon as I thought it. I'm perpetually exhausted, my apartment is a mess, and I have two dogs at home who can't hold their bladders for 12 hours.  I obviously had a split second of mental insanity. However, reflecting over the past hour (it's still bothering me), I cant help but be incredibly grateful for an amazing group of residents for these 3 weeks who have actually made me feel like I've done a good job and haven't been a complete waste of their time.  So now it's much later and I got my horrible wish to stay because we got a new patient.  But I got to hear a male resident sing Justin Bieber songs and that was the icing on today's cake.