Glutton For Punishment
You should have no pity on me when I complain about sleep deprivation later today. Here’s why.
It’s 7:45am, and I’ve been awake since 5am, thanks to Rebecca, who decided to wake up at the butt-crack-o-dawn this morning. But she went back down for her morning nap at 6:30, and I should have joined her. Yet here I sit.
I was going to go back to bed. Really. But I came back downstairs real quick to throw in a load of wash. Then I thought, I never finished reading that one blog. So I sat down at the computer. Just for a second. And I noticed my coffee sitting on the computer desk half-full and still warm.
I’ll just catch up on a couple of blogs while I finish off the coffee. Well, one blog leads to another. Oh, this is just so good. Love this blog. I’ll just quick make a quick post on my blog, then I’ll go back to bed.
Hey, now look, there’s a couple new emails since I went to sleep last night. I’ll just skim these real quick. A couple responses later, I’m all set.
Alright, going back to bed now. Oh, wait. I meant to check on that photo I posted on photocritique.net. Oooo look, a comment! I’ll go back to bed after I check out what they said.
Well, that is encouraging. Maybe I’ll post another picture. Which one… Let me just peruse my flickr account.
Oh, I need to organize the latest photos I uploaded.
Okay, back to photocritique. Figure out how to resize my picture. Upload it.
Well, now it’s almost 8am. I am not a morning person, but it really is a gorgeous morning. The sun is streaming in through my kitchen sliders. And, really, as soon as I lie down, she’s sure to wake up, right?
Might as well grab another cup of coffee…