Doing a favor for a friend

A friend asked me to do a favor for her at 4 am today. I said no problem. Alarms all set, I went to sleep. I woke up at 1 am, and realized that it was possible she meant 4 am Eastern time. Yup! Thankfully, I realized it in plenty of time to get it done. Now I get to sleep in, feeling accomplished.

In theory, that is. I got the order done, but the card I tried to use didn’t want to work, so I had to fully wake up to figure out why and what to do. Then I tried to email her the confirmation that I’d accomplished my middle of the night task, but my address book on my email account decided that it wasn’t going to work. I had to hand type her email address in. Thankfully, I knew it, but suddenly blanked on if it was yahoo or gmail. I guessed right.

Of course, by then I had to get up and use the bathroom, because what else does one do in the middle of the night?

I got back in bed and had to find extra blankets since our heatwave finally broke and my toes were cold.

I didn’t eat much dinner because I wasn’t hungry at dinner time. I don’t want to get up and eat at this time of night because I don’t want to let my stomach think that it’s an option. I’ll drink water, so I’ll have to get up and use the bathroom again in an hour or so.

I don’t know where my purse is with my kindle on it, and I don’t want to fall asleep with my reading light on, so I decided to write here instead of read. It didn’t make me tired, though. I think I’m going to have to bite the bullet and find the purse.

Now that I’ve found the purse by getting up and turning on the light, I should be fully awake.

And I just remembered that my daughter reminded me right before bedtime that I told her I’d drive her and a friend somewhere with no parking in the morning. At least her version of morning starts closer to noon than most people’s version of morning.

It’s 2 am now. I am going to stop writing and read for a little while. Hopefully I’m tired enough that a little while won’t take me to morning. Goodnight!

6:28

Usually, my alarm is set for 6:30 am on a weekday. I am usually awake before then, but it is a reminder to stop reading or whatever and get ready for work.

Inky, my nap buddy, feline alarm clock, etc, doesn’t have a watch. We thought about it, but, since she can’t tell time, there really isn’t much point in getting her one.

Occasionally, both cats team up and wake me to tell me that they are starving at 4:30 am. We have almost solved this problem by giving them dinner as the last person goes to bed.

Inky now has a new trick. At 6:28 am, she jumps from the bedroom door onto my bladder. I don’t even look at the clock, because I know exactly what time it is. Today, I was supposed to be able to sleep in until 9:30. Nope. 6:28 was it. Thanks, Inky.

Friday evening

I clocked out and started walking to the parking lot after work today. The nurse from employee health caught me. Apparently she’d been leaving messages for me to get my TB test done by the end of the month or I wouldn’t be able to work after April 1. No one told me! I got my test done so it’ll be read on Monday morning. Phew! Close call.

I went to the grocery store to get dinner ingredients for my daughter. I stopped for lunch. I went home and did a few chores. I decided that putting on pajamas was a wonderful idea. The kids and mom were out, so it seemed like a good time to take advantage of the quiet time.

I grabbed a glass of wine and played on the Nintendo Switch for a while once my daughter came home to join me. My nap buddy helped out and informed me that it was naptime again.

It’s been a quiet afternoon/evening. I have come to appreciate the quiet times. I think that I’ll be reading as soon as naptime is over.