...and early to rise.
What happened? Last night, I went to bed at 10:30, and I woke up this morning at 5:40. I opened my eyes, sat up, stared at King "the crotch rocket" sleeping between my legs who was staring back at me in disbelief, and...got out of bed feeling wide awake. I didn't feel exceptionally tired yesterday during the day, so I'm not really sure what happened. Maybe it was the lingering effects of Sunday evening's Thanksgiving dinner at Andy and Di's house. Who knows?
What makes this little episode even stranger is that Mrs. TBF left for the U.S. yesterday afternoon. Normally, when she's away, I turn into a night owl. Reading, watching TV, reading blogs, etc. until 4 a.m. is the normal order of business for me when she's away. So, the fact that I just decided to go to bed at 10:30 is really, REALLY strange. I even slept through Mrs. TBF's call to let me know that she had arrived safely in New York (at 12:37 a.m.) even though the phone was on the headboard inches away from my head.
Wow! Going to bed at 10:30 p.m. and getting up before 6:00 a.m. It kind of reminds me of when I last had a job...2,259 days ago (September 21, 2000)!
3 comments:
you suck. Just kidding.
10:30 and 6...sounds like me...last night I was a rebel and went to bed at 11:30 and woke up at 6:15. :(
I keep trying to get my husband to let me stay home but so far he has not been swayed.
I've found that waking up early on a regular basis is the only way to keep my unemployed ass from feeling too lazy. But then again I've only been in the jobless club for approximately 440 days, so I'm nowhere near as good at the whole thing as someone with such extensive experience as yourself.
OMG! Please don't tell me this will happen to me, too! They have a word for that in German: "Senile Bettflucht" which, word for word, translates into: "senile bed escape".
I'm still too young for this!
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