It's 1:49 am. Are you up too?

I just finished a major hurl as the result of sinus congestion that was so thick and not willing to do anything but slowly crawl down the back of my throat that it triggered my gag reflex.

Aren't you glad I like to share?

So now I'm wide awake at 1:51 am and I figured I might as well get my Sunday NaBloPoMo post out of the way early. And besides, some of my best posts are the ones I write late at night under the influence of some form of self-medication.

I will completely regret this tomorrow when my day is totally wonked because my sleep cycle is once again shot to shit.

Why is it that I do my best work between 10pm and 2am? Yet most people frown upon those hours? Did I tell you that the best sleep I've ever had was between the hours of 9am and noon last month when I was home after surgery. I'd get up and put Noah on the bus, have a cup of tea, and then go back to bed. Bliss.

Yesterday I got my hair cut. It looks more reasonable now. Definitely not butch like last time. I gave her firm instructions to refuse to cut my hair that short no matter how much I begged.

The girl that shampooed me is a freaking savant. Her hands hold magic. Each finger is tended to daily by a special fairy. It was the most amazing five minutes I have experienced in years.

Noah had a Noah meltdown over going to karate this morning. It's the first time he's done this in a while. Rich takes him on Saturdays. We always tell him that it is our job to get him there, but it is up to him and his instructors what he does while he's there. Well the little fucker took us up on that and this time decided it was fine that he was there, but he wasn't going to participate.

Then, when Rich was getting him and Kiel into the car he told Noah that Noah owed him time since he wasted Rich's. Noah of course responded with the "I don't care, blah blah blah" response so he could make things even worse for himself. And then he spit in Rich's face.

Noah spent a lot of time in his room today.

While Noah was in his room Kiel snuggled up with me on the couch and fell asleep. For three hours. Boy did I have to pee when he finally woke up.