Pathetic Confession #4

Every once in a while I do this weird thing.  I will stay up really late on a work night. Like REALLY late. Like I got an hour and a half of sleep last night late. And I am never doing anything of any value. Usually it involves watching infomercials or YouTube videos. Last night I was reading a year's worth of someone's blog (more on that tomorrow). And there is no sane reason for me to do this. The little voice in the back of my head is saying, "GO TO BED!" But the part of me that is mildly entertained just ignores it. I've even had to pee like crazy, and still won't get off the couch because if I do, I know it will cause me to stop doing whatever pointless activity I'm doing and actually get some sleep.

I have a theory on why this happens. Two actually. The first is that I am just a big whiny baby who likes to stay up late. But really I think it's that if I go to bed, it will much more quickly become tomorrow. And then I will have to deal with THINGS. Like laundry and groceries and cleaning the bathroom. And getting up early in the morning to go to work. Which I must say is REALLY hard to do when you've stayed up until 5 a. m. For. No. Good. Reason.

So, of course, I am super tired tonight and barely managed to do one load of laundry (which involves no less than 6 trips up or down the thirty-seven stairs to the basement and outside into the cold to reach it. (Oh, woe is me! Umm, I just had to refer to the dictionary for this statement. I originally typed "whoa is me." Duh.) Anyway, I have such a hard time facing up to stuff I just don't want to do. It's so much easier to bury myself in a book, or the computer or some lame TV. I keep thinking, hmm, I'm forty. When does the adult behavior show up? Because, really, I should be able to deal with my boring and tedious responsibilities by now and just get over it, right? No one ever died from washing a pot, did they?

Speaking of which, I have to go fold some clothes and go to bed. Early meeting tomorrow, and did I mention my hour and a half of sleep last night? Sigh. Some day when I grow up...