garfieldsleepLast night I was up really late and I’m not one of those people who that works for. Even when I was in high school and college, I needed my sleep. I did one or two all-night parties and one or two all-night study sessions, decided it was not a big deal (definitely not worth the crash that came afterward) and went back to going to bed early. I did getting up early way better than I did staying up late. I still do.  I’ve managed to keep up with everything pretty well today but I’ve seen one or two things slip, like while I was trying to get the kids’ breakfast and when I almost forgot to eat something myself. Now I’m really starting to feel like it is going to be an early night. Yawn. Stretch. Good Night.

Early to rise?

Hey everybody! I’m feeling a little weird today. My daughter woke up WAY early, so I was up much earlier than I expected. This is not helped by the fact that my mouth is still healing. Bleah. Of course, when Little A gets up with the chickens, Max hears her and gets up too. He insists on being fed immediately and after that he has to at least attempt to follow his father to work.

You know, I am not the morning person. I get up to exercise, but it is not even my thing. Any of my friends will tell you that I take my sleep seriously. My husband is the same way. As a matter of fact, I think I made it a point not to marry a morning person, and yet my daughter is all happy and chirpy to wake everybody up on a cloudy day before the sun even rises. Sigh.