So.. Josh and my birthdays are three days apart. People ask, "what are you doing for your birthdays?" like we should have some big, elaborate plans. Josh and I are not the "big and elaborate plan" types. We are "fly by the seat of our pants" types.. or lately more like the "I'm tired, let's just go to bed" types. In fact tonight, sitting on the couch at 11pm I said "let's just say we stayed up late partying but just go to bed instead." Afterall, 11pm was getting really late.
Since when did I get so old? What happened to the up til 4am girl, the one who could go with 3 hours of sleep night after night without it catching up to her?
She got a dog, that's what.
Chloe wakes up at 6am every day. Including weekends. Chloe doesn't understand that I don't have to work on Saturday or Sunday and that I like to sleep in til what my mom would say is an "obscene" hour. I would say "ungodly" but I don't know if my mom actually says "ungodly" now that I really think about it. I guess it's not Chloe's fault, she is very good about holding it until I let her go outside in the morning, which I am very happy about (other times of the day.. we are still working on that). But, sometimes I wish she could just let herself out, although I guess that defeats the whole purpose of crating, right?
Last night, which was Josh's birthday btw, I was going to bed at 9pm. I had work in the morning, afterall, and in my defense I was considering reading a chapter of Harry Potter (not the new book, I'm doing some "catch up" and I'm on Book 2) but to be honest I had pretty much decided I was going to skip the book and just hit the pillow. Josh saw me walking to my bedroom and said "you going to bed already?" He gave me a hard time. He was up playing WoW and seemed to think going to bed at 9pm was crazy. But playing online with strangers for hours isn't. Right.
So anyway, since it was his birthday, I decided to stay up. It may have been a mistake though, because I was accused (by two people) of being fiery. We pretty much sat at our respective computers and did our own thing, saying something to each other now and then, me playing music and getting angry when iTunes didn't listen when I wanted to change songs, him playing WoW which has some very strange sound effects. At one point I said, "If I died, would you even notice?" I can't remember what he said at the moment, but he ignored me and kept playing his game, to which I said, "Ezaaaackly."
Maybe that was part of why I was so fiery.
