::Serendipity::

It's 1:12 AM Do You Know Where Your Spouse Is? ________________________________________________________________

Mine is in our bed. Probably even waiting for me, but I think he's realized that I'm still not sleeping and he's probably turned out the light by now. If not, I'm sorry, darling! Is this better than lying in bed next to you reading my book with my book light shining like a beacon?

Maybe I should have tried having a few glasses of wine before bed. That might have made me sleepy. It worked the other night, but that wouldn't be a prudent habit to get into.

Actually, I *am* sleepy. Just not sleepy enough to sleep.

Don't you hate that?

I even got up at the crack of Timmy this morning. He's my early riser. He abruptly banged on the bedroom door to ask if it was morning yet, as is his way. Hah! Gosh, I love that. Well, not really. Because he startles me awake and that's a lousy way to begin your day. It's like a fire alarm that wakes you out of a lovely dream about Gerard Butler and all his 300 Spartans feeding you peeled grapes. I didn't fight it though and hopped right up. So why can't I sleep now? 19 hours later? Hmmm?

Cripes.

Don't you just hate people who blog nonsense in the middle of the night?

posted by Terri at 9/20/2007 01:12:00 AM >7 comments

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