up late, again

Every night, it’s the same thing. A promise to myself that unlike the night before, on this night, “I’m going to bed early.” How early?” 10 pm early.

But then 10 pm rolls around, then 11 pm, then 11:30 pm and I still haven’t written a post for this blog or done the three other things on my to-do list.

That’s me right now. I write this now at almost midnight. I’m up again.

Staying up late when you have two small children is dangerous. It’s also deceptive in the sense that in the moment of staying awake, you feel great. But then when the nightwakings from your baby happen and your toddler’s internal alarm clock goes off at 6 am, you think, “Never again.” Never again will I STAY up that late again.

Never again.

But then it happens again and again and again until you decide to put your foot down and put yourself to bed at a decent hour.

I’m not doing that tonight. Oh, no, no, no. I have much too much to do tonight.

But tomorrow night? Yes, tomorrow night will be the night.

STOP.

 

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3 Responses to up late, again

  1. Been there, done that. (Still do!)

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