Monday, January 26, 2009

8 freakin' hours

So I've decided to give something crazy a shot:

8 hours of sleep. Funny how having a conversation out loud makes something seem so obvious. "Just go to bed earlier" he said. So I am.

For one week, I am working backwards from my get up time and making every moment from the time I get home about getting in bed at the magic 8-hour mark. Keeping up with this whole blogging thing is suffering, but I keep jotting down ideas & fleshing them out little by little.

Planned for the near and possibly distant future:

  • Fish Tails (we've kept some of them alive for over a year!)

  • My To Do list (everybody's got em)

  • My Crackberry Rules of Engagement (I'm a n00b, but I don't want to be "that guy")

  • Flashbacks (ooo, there's an original one. Don't eat the brown pixie stix)

  • My Filters (you have no idea what's stopped at the gate. Be thankful)

  • Fambly Intros (they've never been properly introduced!)

  • Any other brain farts that come my way.

I'm off to bed. Goodnight!

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  1. Slept OK.

    Pepper got up in the middle of the night and asked if she could go to the bathroom (wtf???)

    Part of me says that was excellent bedtime training that made her so aware of the necessity to stay in bed that she has to ask.

    The larger part says "What the hell are you asking me for???" At least the out-loud part says it quietly and choses better words for a little girl in the middle of the night.


  2. I can't wait to read the post about your filters and what you don't say out loud. In case you don't recall, many many years ago you told me "You know, you were a lot funnier before you started thinking before opening your mouth." :-)