I opened up a browser window to check the weather in Portland, in order to better plan my wardrobe for my impending trip...and I went to Twitter. From Twitter I went to my own profile page (WHY?!? I know who I am.), and then to my own blog. I admired its pinkness for a minute, looked at my twitter badge (I'm done capitalizing twitter I think...I hate capitalizing things), and then decided, "hmm...I should post."
And now it's almost 12:30, and I still haven't started my pack list, and I leave Thursday morning...I think I have to get up at like 5 or 6am or something, and I usually roll out of bed around 10ish. So I SHOULD be establishing an earlier sleep pattern, but no. It's 12:30am, and I'm blogging. Blah.
I'm really stressed out about leaving Brett. It's not like, "oooh, I wonder what crazy shenanigans he's going to partake in..." It's more of a, "how will I manage to spend so much time without him?!?" The worst part is at night. Marysville is only a few hours from Portland, but my arms don't reach that far, and I'm a snuggly sleeper. Brett's starting to stress about it too - neither one of us likes being apart from the other over night. It stinks.
It'll only be a couple of days though (I'm leaving with Maria Thursday morning, and taking the train home Saturday afternoon), and then I'll be HOME, and then it'll be Easter, and then we'll eat candy. Yum! :)
On that note, I think I'll forgo writing my pack list tonight, and head to bed. I can work on it in the morning, and if I take a melatonin now, I could get a solid 6 hrs and still be up by 7am. Or...you know, a solid 8 hrs and be up by 9am...we'll see.
Good night! :)
1 comment:
how about this solution: Arm extensions! then you can reach me from portland. i think this could work. it was nice how early you came to bed last night. early enough i could remember it.
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