So, I hear there’s some sort of pointy ball sporting event tomorrow. Since I have no die hard allegiance to either team in this event, (or any other team, for that matter) I’ll be wearing the blue and green in honor of the team in closest proximity to my home. 😉
Meanwhile, it’s barely past 10 p.m. and I have enlisted the toothpick brigade to hold up my eyelids.
Whoa… was that ME who said that?? The consummate night owl? The hater of bedtime since (my) time began??? The one who took a flashlight to bed so I could read under the covers when I was a kid, well beyond my bedtime? Then, after caught and chastised, turned on the hidden reserve flashlight to keep reading (since the original flashlight was confiscated)? (Mom, please disregard the previous sentences. Nothing to see here. Move along.)
Well, at least there’s no alarm going off tomorrow morning.
Monday’s another story. Alas, it is still welcome. I don’t like the hour the alarm is set for, but I do appreciate it for what it’s worth. And, I’m getting used to it. ‘Like’ will happen.