What’s worse is that Night Me is also an enemy to Middle-Of-The-Night Me (which I never knew existed since that Me was sleeping until I had children). Seriously, I am so miserably tired in the morning. I can only manage to get out of bed by assuring myself I will go to bed by 10:00 that night. Unfortunately by that time Night Me has rolled into town and she’s happily going about her sabotage of Morning Me. “Let’s stay up and watch this movie, Mike,” Night Me will say. “Perhaps I’ll just check a few more emails . . . oh, and this one certainly deserves a lengthy reply.” A few moments later Night me might suggest, “hey, you haven’t looked at your old photo albums for awhile, and what about your journal from when you and Mike were dating? . . . Oh no, you never wrote about your actual wedding day! Now would be the ideal time . . . just as soon as you and Mike look up coyotes on the internet to find out if they would ever attack you if they were in a group . . . but first, find out if they hunt in groups.” There is no no way Morning Me will ever get even.
5 comments:
Ha, ha. I love it. It reminds me of the days of being your roomie. I used to be the opposite but as of lately my night me is the better half.
Sheesh...my Night Me is mean mean mean, as you know. My Morning Me is now just mean to my kids as some sort of strange displaced aggression against Night Me. In MM's nightrage against NM, I just stay in bed for several hours after my kids wake up and refuse to move on as many mornings as possible.
.. for how neardy you now have become with all this blogging business, I strangely find it rather entertaining ..of course, this is night me talking.. I don't think morning me would find the time, patience or pleasure that night me currently enjoys. I love you auntie nancy pants.
xox
tessles
Crackin' it up over this one . . . out loud and everything. So good - that Jon had to come and see what all the hysterics were about.
Oh it's sooooooo true! I think I get an average of six hours of sleep a night and I always try and tell "morning me" that it's going to be OK, when truly it really isn't. Those are seriously sweet pics of Goldums, by the way!
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