It’s 2am and pitch dark outside. Physically I’m sick and mentally I’m preoccupied with various types of thoughts. I’ve been tossing and turning in my bed for the last few hours…again. I decide that, rather than force myself to sleep which could take a few more hours, it’s better to ignore the urge and I elect to be productive instead. So I get out of bed and pop two Tylenol PMs hoping that they will kick in about 20 minutes after my productive time starts. By my calculation, that will give me at least 4 hours of sleep tonight. Not great but not the worst, either.
After self-medicating I make an executive decision to help myself to a mug of milk and about 6 Chip Ahoy cookies. There is, after all, no better way to comfort oneself back to sleep than with some good old fashioned milk dunking. I head back to my room with my comfort food in hand and proceed to eat in bed while catching up the latest issue of my favorite homeschool rag: The Old Schoolhouse Magazine. A few well-written articles later, I now feel the need to catch up on a week’s worth of news and blog postings that I’ve fallen behind on as my illness took center stage (only to be temporarily upstaged by my 3 year old’s walking pneumonia diagnosis). Except after I cranked open my laptop I noticed that my laptop time indicated it was 5:45am. How odd! How can my computer time be so way off the time of my clock radio…<glancing at the clock> which STILL reads 2am? Wait…how can it still read 2am after approximately a full half hour after I first looked at the clock.? BECAAAaaaUUUSE, dear readers, my DH set the alarm to go off at 2am and rather than turning the alarm switch to the “Off” position after the alarm went off he accidently turned it to the “Alarm Time” position…that’s how. So now I realize that the Tylenol PMs are going to kick into high gear any second as my day is dangerously close to having to begin. By my calculation, that leaves…oh, about…ZERO hours, minutes and seconds of sleep tonight. Oh, joy of joys. What a way to start our homeschool day…doomed by a dag-gone time warp.
In an instant, the feeling to blog has commandeered the urge to get caught up on current affairs and, again, I ignore the urge to fight it and so HERE I AM WORLD…sick, moderately loopy, and somewhat peeved that I am trapped in a time warp. Ugh. Ah well, I suppose DH’s faux pas tonight cancels my faux pas from earlier in the evening when I mistakenly reminded him to take DS1 to swim practice only for them to find out upon arriving that it was cancelled (something I had known about but had neglected to make the adjustment to our calendar). Oops. Sorry………
Now it’s becoming very light outside and I’m very loopy but still have enough presence of mind to realize that I’d best stop blogging before I write something embarassing and subsequently give my dear friend, Nanny-nanny Phoo-phoo (or NP, for short) more fodder for her and her Psych students to chew on.