Last week I found it interesting that if I went to bed at 11 I felt totally worthless in the morning, but if I went to bed at 10 to 11 I was a-okay. This week I discovered that if I accidentally stayed up 'til say 11:30 but got up at the same time, I was still okay. Weird. Apparently 11 is right out for bedtime for mama :D
I'd like to say I blame Dr Who for keeping me up so late, but really, it's the person controlling the remote who is to blame. And that at least is not me. :D
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