Night Owl

I like being a night owl. It seems that I'm genetically programmed to do my best work at night, especially from 11PM to 2AM. I don't always stay up as late as the latter time in that three hour span. Some nights I crash really early, like last night when I fell asleep at 9:30!

I have been in this habit of staying up late most of my adult life. I have tried to go to bed early, get myself on a schedule...blah, blah, blah. Early to bed, early to rise my butt. The only time I felt it necessary to be on a schedule was when I HAD to be at work. Over at the Well-Trained Mind boards there was a discussion about getting up early. Well, that just isn't happening here. I am in the ranks of other folks such as Amy of The Foil Hat, who like to have a long stretch of quite, productive time in the wee hours of the night. It just feels unnatural to get up at the crack of dawn for those hours of uninterrupted fun. I've tried it and all it results in is a kid who decides to get up, too! So much for peace and quiet! Plus, I just feel so groggy before the sun rises.

Tom, in a past life (one that ended at the beginning of 2007!) was a night owl, too. He worked late and would come home to find me online having an adult beverage and join me. We would watch late night TV; you know, stupid infomercials and reruns of our favorite shows. Sometimes we would pop in a movie and just veg. Other nights, we would spend hours talking about anything and everything. Now, I am a lone night owl once again. Tom hit the hay over an hour ago and here I am blogging about nothing important. I am actually contemplating going to bed now, because I am a bit bored...but maybe something good is on HGTV???

Nighty night,
Amanda