it's one oh seven AM. my kids and husband are sound asleep. so is the dog. and prolly the cat.
i am awake greedily devouring the silence in my house. so maybe it's more of a midnight feast. mm mmm good. i am half enjoying it.. well, more like 90% enjoying it and 10% fretting about the fact that is my rotation on the wake up tomorrow. :(
but it's worth it. sitting here and not being called. sitting here just sitting here.
there is a part of me that feels the need to explain away any possible appearance or perception on your part of ungratefulness for my kids. pish posh. i don't have to do that. you already KNOW i love my kids truly madly deeply. so... no. go to bed guilt monger! or at least have the decency to STFU at this hour of the morning. thank you.
so, where were we? oh yes. me stuffing myself to the rafters with the clock ticking and the air moving. me stuffing quiet into my pockets, my bra, my ears. me holding my nose and staying under as long as possible in this silence.
ohhhhhhh it is soooooo goooooooood.
that 10% worry factor grows with each tic toc however and to bed i must go. i now have about 6hrs of sleep to get. likely less with the 5.30am internal alarm with no reset button to be found. not even a stinkin snooze for crying out loud.
anyway - silence. me likey.
just going to pour some in my hair and brush my teeth with it and then it's off to bed for me.
munch munch swallow swallow burp. taste goooooooood....