i went to bed at four in the morning, and when i woke up at nine to the soft sounds of the wind chimes on my neighbor's back porch, i was wide awake.

this was not a desired state, as i knew right then and there that in a matter of a few hours i would be tired and want to go back to sleep, but would be unable to because, hey the day has started and now everyone else is getting up and noise and commotion and things to do and argh.

so here i sit now, fighting an `i didn't get enough sleep` headache, and wondering what the hell kind of trickery my body is playing on me to wake my ass up after a mere five hours of sleep.

even madison went back to bed, and that's saying something. normally the moment her eyes open to the morning sun it's playtime, and she doesn't rest 'till noon. but today she wakes up with me at nine, does her thing outside, and then lumbers back to bed and right back to sleep.

ah, how i wish it would have been that easy for me. but after lying there for half an hour fidgeting, i realized i wasn't getting back to sleep. no way. and i had to leave the room after rob started muttering, ``what kind of things are they breaking? they're breaking microwaves? but why? do the feds know?`` in his sleep. i couldn't contain my fits of laughter, and i didn't think it fair to cut his sleep short as mine had been.

so again, here i am. with nothing planned since i didn't figure i'd be awake right now.

... i think i'll go make pancakes.

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