what a night?
sure. you could say that. after working on 4 hours of sleep sunday night, i felt pretty refreshed monday morning as i was going into work. i even thought to myself, “maybe i should just sleep 4 hours each night rather than 8. i feel really good.” that wore off just about the time my stomach began to digest the leftover chinese food i ate for lunch. with a couple hours left in my workday, i started popping excedrin migraine headache tablets. when i walked in the house at 5:30, i found emily laying on the couch. i think i woke her up. after a casual conversation of hellos and goodbyes, i retreated to the bedroom where i thought i would lay down for a bit and catch up on some csi reruns. i layed there thinking of how i wanted to spend my evening after a little nap. i thought about how when i woke up i would eat a quick bite for dinner, take a shower and bring puma, our pomeranian, with me and bathe her as well. then i would sit on the couch with my trusty macbook and catch up on some 15 minute lunch for an hour or so before i finally gave in to the night and my inevitable slumber.
i remember at 6:00 on the dot the theme music began to drone from the television as one of my favorite shows began. i always wonder if my phone is ringing when the shows starts, because my cell phone ring tone is the who’s, “who are you?” it wasn’t ringing. i woke up at 6:40. preparing my mind to wake up and begin the course of events i had set forth to finish the evening i noted something was very wrong. yes, i had awakened at 6:40, but not to the conclusion of a las vegas murder scene being solved by a group of convincing actors. no. the 6:40 i woke up to was accompanied by a blaring alarm clock. i missed it all. i slept through the entire night, not even realizing what i had just done.
i’m sitting at my desk at work right now. puma is still dirty. i am still behind on my reading. my stomach is growling. i guess i’ll have to scrounge around for something to eat here since i missed my ritualistic dinner last night. i guess i’ll have double the accomplishments tonight when i get off work again. except this time, my evening is filled with the joy of laundry.
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