laptop confessional

Or perhaps not "up all night" so much lately, as "up pretty early" -- since my habit is to fall asleep around nine when I put the kid to bed, then wake up at 11 and spend a few hours living some alone-time -- and last night I just made a pajama transfer instead. As in, put on my pajamas and go back to sleep in my own bed.

Except I had Snoring Man as a bed partner last night, and wound up on the couch -- whereon it is quite easy to wake up early. This has happened a few times over the past week. Now that spring has resolutely given itself up to us, the cardinals are awake before the blackness has quite receded.

And now my son is up as well.