I Wanna Be Sedated

Even in college, I awoke early. Early to bed, early to rise. The early bird gets the worm. Carpe Diem. All of that cliche nonsense applied to me. If I ever saw 4am, it was from the bottom, not the top.

So WTF has happened to me lately?

As Justin's shifts have changed from early to late, I've thought it almost a mission of mine to see if I could handle those late night hours. Survey says: yes.

So now I'm in this terrible habit of staying up late (not usually doing anything particularly productive, either) and sleeping-in until 11 or so. I've only noticed two downfalls as of yet. 1) My cats still want their breakfast at 7 am, and 2) TV at 1 in the morning is considerably more awful than the 8-10 pm lineup.

I called Justin tonight after he got off work because I was in a surprisingly chipper mood and wanted to share the good vibes through the cellular line. It wasn't until I was chatting about my "good day that began at 5 pm" that I realized how screwy my new body-clock is, and how much like a teenager-on-summer-vacation I am acting.

In the 12 hours that I have been awake, and the 6 hours of which I have been productive, there have been numerous "positives" to note for the day, however.

1. The new iPhone comes out next week, which is my "welcome to Texas" gift to myself.
2. I finally began packing and, shockingly enough, don't want to stop now. I'm on a roll!
3. My stashed and boxed "thin pants" all fit me again, after nearly 2 years of not even being able to pull them over my child-rearing-sized hips.
4. In exactly 5 days I will be officially done with school, and all that it entails. I will, however, probably need to spend at least one day at Buckley packing up all of the sh*t I have amassed in my classroom over the last 4 years which is, not surprisingly, heaps!

It's now 11 pm, and despite my desire to continue this cleansing and purging of all things not Texas-bound, I need to begin to wind down. My day tomorrow begins promptly at 7 am, and if I still have Season 1 of The Office to watch tonight, I should probably begin that as soon as possible.

Countdown: 18 days until the move, 46 days until Justin's visit to Tejas

See you next week, Monday. Peace out.