An Overdue Post on Lateness

Today I drove around town with the windows open for the first time since......yesterday!!! Ok, the weather's been a bit strange here recently. But I'm not complaining!

What did I do while driving with my windows open? I went to the bank, for one. I usually go inside partly because I rarely have any deposit slips on me, and I hate filling them out with people behind me, and partly because I never seem to get close enough to the windows in the car. My siblings often tell me I should go throught the drivethrough to be quicker, so this time I did. I borrowed a slip from Cara (the ever-prepared) and pulled into the line. The LONG line. Actually, it wasn't very long. Just slow. The inside looked crowded, too, though, so I went ahead as planned. It seemed like it took forever (partly because I had to pick up Ryan from his cello lesson just a few minutes later). The teller finally finished and said, "Thank you, have a nice day," and I said, "Oh, could I have a couple deposit slips?" and she said nothing because she couldn't see me behind a huge truck and hadn't thought I might want something else. Grrr. So I went inside anyway. Double grrr. Then there was traffic. Triple grrr. The one upside was that I had more opportunities to be polite and drive the "New Hampshire way" than ever before in my life. : )

Traffic doesn't usully frustrate me. Generally, I am one of those fortunate few who just take it in stride and reason to myself that everyone around me is suffering for the same reasons. However this time there were three things that changed my easy-going outlook on gridlock: my bedtime Friday night, my bedtime Saturday night and....(I'll give you three guesses on the third, and if you don't get it you're rather in need of taking some sort of class.)

Friday night: I went to bed at the reasonable hour of 11:15 and turned out my light around 11:30. Around 11:40 I felt a strange tickling sensation on my arm. Don't worry, all you arachniphobes, it was no spider; it was a stinkbug. (Oh, PHEW!!) A sudden startled jerk sealed my fate, and I had to change my sheets and take a shower. When that unfortunate event was combined with another unnamed one, my "reasonable" bedtime was pushed to 1 a.m.

Saturday night: This one's not nearly so interesting as the last. I came home from working at the office around 9:45 and started to work on the Powerpoint presentation for the singing in church the next day. Unfortunately, the Powerpoint license on the computer I was using had JUST run out. After some family discussion, I got permission to purchase a full license. I finally finished that a while later, and finished the presentation another while later, went to bed another while later....

Final bedtime: 12:30.

Sunday night: I watched Bria WIN A BIBLE MEMORIZATION COMPETITION!!!!! She did an awesome job. So pleased, so impressed. (Yawn, from tiredness as opposed to boredom) I really enjoyed the whole thing, even though it went over an hour and half. I had a great time visiting as well. Then I got home at 10 and went straight with my dad to his office. We had not finished the day before, and there was a lot to do. Two and a half hours worth, in fact. Final bedtime: 1.

On the bright side, I slept in both Saturday and Monday (oh, the raptures of being home-schooled!!!) and hence have maintained an average of about eight hours a night. Still, I think the sudden change for the later has taken its toll on my brain. Sigh. I can't wait for Saturday.