When I was little I was a dedicated night owl. My mother would insist I get to bed by 7pm thinking I would get 10-11 hours of needed childhood sleep.
Nope.
I used to lay awake hour after hour and amuse myself by watching the digital clock numbers tremble then slide and click into place.
1010
1111
1212
111
222...
222 was always the last one I would see before I drifted off to sleep.
My mother would wake me up at 6am and be fanatically worried that I had some terrible blood disease because I was exhausted after a supposed 10 hour sleep :)
It would never do to tell her I lay awake all night. That would get me a clout across my head for failing in my sleep duty.
I do find it humorous that after all these years I am no longer a night owl. Now the latest I see the clock is 11:11 and then I'm off to drool land.
Happy 1-11-11, Peeps :) Do something special today.
I command thee! ;)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
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2 comments:
Not being a night owl anymore is a sad thing. : (
Laochie I agree!!!!
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