Or, for that matter, doing just about anything.
Yet there I was at 4 a.m. this morning chasing a chain of thought I’d rather have ignored:
Why is Parker awake at 4 a.m.? Will he fall back to sleep? Please, fall back to sleep. He isn’t falling back to sleep. It’s now 5 a.m. and both of us are still awake. One of us is getting very cranky. OK, both of us are. No, I can’t think of anything for you to do since you can’t sleep. Would you please just go to the bathroom? Damn it, now I have to go to the bathroom. What do you mean it’s only 5:30 a.m.? Fine! Why the hell not? Get up! We’ll both get up!
And so began this lovely day. Last week he was sleeping until 11:15 a.m. This week it’s up at 4 a.m.
So come today’s lunch duty, I wasn’t feeling all that inspired.
It’s not pretty. It’s not particularly healthy. It isn’t even all that fresh.
Ask me if I care. Because I’ve been up since 4 a.m.
So today’s lunch… a whole-wheat tortilla smeared with cream cheese and wrapped around leftover grilled sausages (last night’s dinner) and leftover candied bacon (when you’re out of bed by 5:30 a.m. you suddenly find yourself with ample time to candy bacon).
For sides… A lone red mini bell pepper. And a leftover yogurt parfait that has congealed and solidified in an odd way.
I repeat… Ask me if I care.
And by leftover parfait, I mean this. On Monday, I had to go to the public radio studio to record the interview for Morning Edition. I was asked to bring a lunch for the host. This parfait (berries, now mushy graham crackers and yogurt) was in that lunch. The host didn’t eat it, so I brought it home and it has been in the refrigerator ever since. Today, Parker got it for lunch.
Say it with me… Ask me if I care.
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