If You Can’t Beat ‘Em, Join ‘Em

This is true of so many things. People eating chocolate when you woke up thinking diet, for instance. Also, four o’clock. This morning, like at least 3 out of 5 week day mornings, I awoke between 2 and 4. Actually. I might be lying. I popped my right eye open, and then I read my clock. 4:01. That’s a stupid time.
It happens SO much now that I’ve developed a few strategies. When my husband is gone, I catch up on emails, blogs, postings, Instagrams, iPhone games. It’s all nonsense, so why WOULDN’T I look into it in the middle of the night? When he is home, I just lie there in what feels like a beside myself manner. I go over my day to come and what’s for dinner and who I should call and how I could rearrange my closet. The most bizarre things occur to me during this time.

“I used the last of the milk in the potatoes. No milk for breakfast.”
“I told a friend I could watch her baby, but I just remembered I am supposed to take my own child somewhere.”
“Shoot. That email I sent was missing the attachment.”
“I sneeze. Every time I use the downstairs soap I sneeze for at least five minutes. I am allergic to lavender. Why did I buy lavender soap? Why do I keep using it?”

Helpful, but untimely. I have ranged from teary at the sight of these awful hours on my alarm clock to morose. From just-give-in-to-it to maybe-I-could-be-productive. It really just depends on the morning. This morning, I gave in.

4:01 eyes popped wide open. I chose to lie in bed until 4:36. Not a minute sooner. I came downstairs, chose water over coffee (obviously my mental state is questionable), and opened my computer to iTunes and THE BOOK. I edited a chapter. I stumbled upon some pictures from 2004 and 2006. I laughed out loud once before I realized it was the ungodly time. And then I ate breakfast.

It was one of the most productive days I’ve ever had. OK!? THERE. I said it. But now it’s 8:30 pee em. I can’t keep my eyes open. I want coffee. And the only reason I want to stay awake is to watch television. To be specific, New Girl. Which is recording. Because I didn’t actually cancel my cable yet. I was too tired.

I’m not sure how long I can keep this up.

The Girl With the Shifty Eyes and Drool on One Side