I decided I don’t need to sleep.
Hear me out.
If get up every morning around 6ish…and go to bed each night around 1ish…just IMAGINE the blogging I could get done. The informational tutorials I could write! The funny posts I could crank out! The twittering I could do! The comments I could leave!! I could do it all….hours and hours of doing it ALL!!!
Functioning on five hours of sleep is totally do-able. Right? I mean…throw on a hoodie in the morning, grab a coffee and I’ll be good to go.
So I did it. I stayed up until 1am last night. Took my time on my own post, commented on a few, tweeted a bit, edited pictures, read some more, took a shower and lights out at 1am.
The doorbell rang six hours later as I was snuggled up with Laina. I was on my feet before my eyes were opened.
It was 7:05. Seems as though sleepy Kathy likes to push the snooze button. Two parents waited patiently in the pouring rain while I stood in the middle of my bedroom trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
I’m standing in a tank top…..parents are here….it’s after seven….CRAP!
I shoveled through the dirty clothes laying on my floor and managed to find a pair of sweats and as I raced downstairs to meet them Victor E. started barking. The parents greeted me with stifled giggles (thankfully not annoyed) and my alarm upstairs started going off.
Barking dog, screaming alarm, chatty parents…all of the commotion woke up Laina and it took me until after 8am to bring order to the chaos I created by sleeping in.
Soooo…..
I decided I need to sleep again.