Last night roomie returned from Cancun with some bottles of tequila which we* just had to try. Good for bonding, bad for sleeping.
*We being: myself, roommate Steve, roommate Adrienne, new landlady, new landlady’s son and his roommate.
I crashed around 9pm, yes 9pm, but woke up at 3:30am. My mind whizzing and being unable to fall back asleep I physically got out of bed at 5:30, made myself some tea, drank lots of water, and enjoyed some free time on the internet.
Going to bed early is sleeping in backwards and I think I have to face facts: I am ultimately a morning person.
Here is my March 1st 365 pic:
I’m excited that the next few days of pics will be taken in Vegas. I was NOT looking forward to this trip yesterday but this morning I feel like I did when I was 12 and my Dad was taking me to Disneyland. Fun!
I also get to see Therapy on Saturday the 13th. It’s going to be thrilling to see something which started out in my imagination… wow.
EDIT: Cousin is up and says my actual bedtime was more like 8:30. Apparently she checked to see if the noise was keeping me awake and all I said was, “I don’t know… sleeping.”