I regularly wake in the middle of the night because ideas suddenly pop into my brain. While I appreciate my brain's ability to help me remember things, couldn't my brain be a little more sensitive to the clock and remind me during the daylight hours? honestly. It's as if my own brain doesn't realize what a grump I become with broken or little sleep. Beastly, I tell you.
So here- here is what my brain decided was so important it had to wake me up last night:
I have to change my training date for Osh Kosh as I am already scheduled to work as a teacher.
I hope I don't have to have two years worth of experience before applying for K12 as a teacher.
Is Mike in bed? Wait, is he at work? Yes, he is at work.
Did I print out my registration paper? yes.
Am I going to fail my exam in the morning? What if I fail and I can't be a teacher when I grow up?
I can't believe my Osh Kosh hours are in the middle of the night. Idiot. Why didn't I tell them I couldn't work in the middle of the night? Stupid.
-rolling over- ow, wait, is this going to hurt. take it slooooow.
SERIOUSLY whoooo is starting their truck right now? grrr
ugh. I gotta pee. Can I hold it til morning? ...no.