What Was I Thinking?
When you go to bed at 2am, 6am comes way, way, WAY too quickly.
God I'm tired. And of course the kids (Iris slept over) got up particularly early this morning, as soon as the sun came up. Normally I'm sooooooo good about protecting my sleep time, and going to bed on time. (I am SO not young and springy anymore...lack of sleep negatively affects my whole life, physically, mentally, emotionally. So I try to avoid that situation.) But the thing that always gets me to stay up too late (well, besides alcohol or caffeine) is people. Particularly people talking. Particularly people I like, combined with witty banter.
Damn you Asburys. This flat heavy achiness and these fuzzy eyeballs are all your fault.
*yawn*
Better get back to the kids rampaging around my living room.
Ah, I love a job well-done. It's our civic duty to keep our friends up way past their bed time. Glad to be of service!