So Wide-Awake Tim tries to have an actual important conversation with me, every. single. fucking. time.
My husband does this. He either asks me something complicated as soon as I wake up (like, do you have a headache? I have no idea yet) or if he's awake and I'm asleep, he jumps on any indication that I've woken up, like when I turn over, to tell me something important.
Oh yeah, no, we are Having Words today AS SOON AS I hear his alarm go off. I could be nice, but I'd rather make him to try process a conversation when only 2 brain cells are functioning. Maybe THAT will get my damn point across that if he keeps doing that to me, I will get stabby.
My husband frequently tries to have important conversations with me after 11pm when we're getting ready to go to sleep. Dude, NO. My brain is SHUTTING DOWN NOW. No information can be gotten, no decisions can be made. Anything you remind me of now will NOT BE REMEMBERED LATER so DO NOT BOTHER.
Lincoln's first vice president was named Hannibal Hamlin. No idea if he was also a private detective or a mercenary, but it sounds like he should have been.
How have I never heard of him before? Looked him up in Wikipedia and no mention of his detecting or mercenary activities (although it sounds like he served in a militia while he was Vice President, so there's some potential there) but still pretty interesting. Huh.
Oh, Tep, that is not on. Remember, it's easier to fling out of the solar system than to launch into the sun.
Also gives the offending party a much longer time to mull over what they've done.
Okay, Tim's alarm is going off. Here we go.
And we are like “girl, get all the tinder booty you want after the pandemic and we will cheer you on, but we don’t want you to die from COVID because you are “desperate” to hook up!”
If there is ever a time for oninism, it's NOW. Self-love is self-care.
So Wide-Awake Tim tries to have an actual important conversation with me, every. single. fucking. time.
Oliver perches and waits for me to wake up (they tend to rise early). Since I am the only one in the house that also enjoys snuggling they need their morning hugs. But OH-EM-GEE the mental downloads I get from a 14 year old are EXHAUSTING. Especially before I'm coherent or caffeinated.
Recommend you stand outside your bedroom door screaming "FEED ME" over and over again, Steph.
Pix sometimes tries to give me important information in the morning. It usually doesn't work out well.
Lol I totally want Steph to just stand outside the door screaming “feed me! Food! Food! Food!”
My husband frequently tries to have important conversations with me after 11pm when we're getting ready to go to sleep. Dude, NO. My brain is SHUTTING DOWN NOW. No information can be gotten, no decisions can be made. Anything you remind me of now will NOT BE REMEMBERED LATER so DO NOT BOTHER.
I tend to go to bed before M, and he, without fail, will call me back in the living room to a) show me something funny or b) ask me about something we talked about a week ago. My dude. My love. I am Going. To. Bed. NOTHING is that funny. Not even Super Troopers. And my brain will not remember anything, because all mental processes are devoted to anticipating the sweet, sweet coziness of Bed. Mmmm, Bed.
