Friday, November 6, 2009

In the still . . .

Sometimes when David is out of town, I will stay up very, very late. Like 2:45am late. Part of the reason is because I sleep horribly when he's not here. I hear EVERY.SINGLE.CREAK.AND.MOAN.AND.RUSTLE.
With an 80 year old house that backs up to a wooded park, two dogs and two little kids, there's a lot of creaking and moaning going on.

This is craziness, I know. When I finally try to go to sleep and find myself restless, I know I will be kicking myself. You should hear the way I fuss at Vickie when we chat about her nocturnal habits ! I'm now fussing at myself the same way.

For now, the blogs are read. E-mails responded to (some of them anyway). 90% of every single thing in my living room, dining room, kitchen, and play room is in it's rightful place. For some, that rightful place is a pile in the corner china cabinet, but it's still the rightful place. Lunches are made, dishes are washed. I feel calm and settled, except for one nagging thing . . .

How very stupid it is to stay up so late and how very, very tired I will be tomorrow.

P.S. Since it is now 2:43am on Friday, this counts as Friday's post.

4 comments:

Rachel et Natalie said...

Hope you still enjoy your Friday and remember your chores were done. what a great job you did.

Marya said...

If I had my way, I would go to bed around midnight and get up around 8 so I totally sympathize with the night owls. I hope you weren't too tired this morning.

Laurie said...

I sleep like shit when Scott travels too. Sucks.

Silvia said...

Sometimes i find it feels good to stay up late - it's almost like I can pretend that I can stay up late because I'll be able to sleep tomorrow. It's like a throw back to the days where I could stay up late and sleep in or take long nap.

 
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