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It is 12:34am CST (at least it is that time right now, when I finish typing this sentence and when you read this it will be a totally different time, but I wanted you to know anyway).
Now it is 12:35am. For me.
And I am sitting at this computer typing in words listening to the rumbling sounds coming from a snoozing somebody. A few minutes ago somebody else was talking about something. Busy night here, huh?
I'm waiting for it to be midnight April 6th, 2010 MST. I was going to go to bed and wake up for the event, but I stayed up too late and didn't want to do the whole go to sleep, wake up, be groggy, wake all the way up and go back to bed again and not be able to go back to sleep. Did that two nights ago when some rude young neighbors decided to antagonize the dog. Not fun.
Tonight will be fun. miss h's enrollment for fall classes opens and we're hitting it right when it opens.
(Yay, she wants me around for this!)
Very far cry from the days when I went to a giant gym and waited in line for hours and hours only to find out what I wanted was full or canceled.
I still have nightmares that I am in college and it's finals time. Only I haven't been to class - ever - and I can't find the room the exam is being given in. Oh, yes, it's a doozy and bothers me greatly.
And now I will share a family story that has become legend:
Once upon a time, we had a little boy who woke up numerous times every night. He said a monster woke him up and was very scared. It was a difficult period in his and our little lives.
One day my mr. was taking a nap on the couch in the living room. little mr. b was playing in his room down the hall. little mr. b came out in to the living room and said to me, "Mommy, the monster's here."
So being a good mommy, I encouraged him to face his fears and lead me to the monster. (Hoping of course that we could deal with the problem and be free of the monster.)
little mr. b took my hand and walked me over to his snoring dad and said, "That's the monster noise that wakes me up."
Now, if you will excuse me, I need to go ask someone turn on his side.