Confused as to what you are?
Sign me up for option 3.
I hate mornings yet can’ sleep in.
I love nights, but most of the time crash by midnight.
I think I’m a tweener. Caught in-between one extreme or the other. Then again, seems to be the way I roll on most things.
I hate mornings. Yet I like them once I’m awake. Maybe it is the process of waking up when all I want to do is sleep. Especially if I was having a good dream to get back to. Not that I would remember what it was if you asked, I just know I liked it.
Yep, I hate getting up. Not just due to some funky alarm telling me to get up either. Although it is quiet irritating when I use it. However, most of the time my darn internal clock says, rise and shine it is light outside. Sure I can sometimes drift back off for a wee bit. But I finally figured out the problem…..My Brain.
Yep, it’s my brains fault. (double-check that I typed brain and not blaming some random guy name Brian)….
You see, once my brain engages, it doesn’t turn off. Thinking of all the junk I need to do, should have done, and better do. Sometimes I can quiet it back down if I do a few of the things that are keeping it going, but if someone starts talking to me…forget it. Then it is going a mile a minute.
I’ve already discussed how I can’t take naps. So now, I am stuck with a brain that will be engaged until midnight.
I’ve been up for a few hours already and want a nap. And it’s only 8:30.
Maybe if I stop typing and put my laptop to the side I can close my eyes for a 1/2 hour?
Or maybe I’ll lie awake realizing I haven’t accomplished anything yet and I have 50 million things to do. Like check blog stats or answer blog comments or feed the dogs or call back…. well, you get the point…
I hate you brain….
~~~till we laugh again~~~