I went to bed at the unheard of time of 11 PM last night ( normally this is when I am just getting started good! ) with the aid of some Melatonin, but it takes me a while to fall asleep, especially when I have a to do list a mile long for the next day, and Alex came and woke me at 12:30 and 1:30 this morning so I had a hard time falling back asleep. For some reason the Melatonin made me twitchy, which has never happened before, so I sort of tossed and turned until 5AM when the alarm went off for Jack to wake up. He was going to wake me at 6AM when he left, but at 5:30 I could not stand it anymore and got up. Then I remembered WHY I asked him to wake me as he left and not before.
Jack is a total morning person. He has been getting up at 4:30 AM for 6 years. He is used to it, he likes it, blah blah. Me on the other hand, I am a total night person. It was weird getting OUT of bed when I am normally just getting IN bed for the day. I come out here and as usual he is all chipper and jabbering away like a chipmunk on acid, and I am sitting here trying to get some caffeine in the form of a soda in my veins, rubbing my eyes, and then my head, trying to figure out how to nicely tell him to SHUT UP I was not awake yet lol. Then he keeps offering to make me a cup of coffee, which he KNOWS I can not drink right when I wake, because I will hurl...but apparently he was trying to be nice. I was nice as I could be while my brain was only functioning at 25% capacity....you know, just enough to breathe and move and stuff. 45 minutes later I pointedly looked at the clock and said " Shouldn't you be gone by now?" Which was my nice way of saying " Will you go the fuck away and shut up now please?" He looked at the clock and gave me a wounded look. " You don't like having a conversation with me?"
I thought to myself: "Conversation? Is that what he mistook my grunts as?"
Aloud: " Sure hon, but I would hate for you to be late on a Monday, you know how Ron ( his boss ) is on Monday mornings!"
Jack: *Sighs* " Yeah, your right. Okay then, I will call you later and check on you."
Me, thinking to myself: "Call me? Like on the phone? *Eyes the phone warily, as one might look at a strange dog they are not sure will bite or not* " I hate talking on the phone."
Aloud: " Yeah well, if your busy don't worry about it, I will have the computer on and will be busy myself. I know how Monday's are for you."
Jack: " Oh that is ok, I will make time."
Me: *Mentally facepalms myself*
Aloud: " Okay hon."
Jack: *Comes over to kiss me goodbye and sails out the door*
Me thinking to myself: "FINALLY some quiet time alone to wake up and get my brain going" *Turns on computer* ( Did I mention I am not a morning person?)
*Sits back up from turning PC on and grabs my drink to take a sip*