Lisa is a level 99 troll.
I’ve overslept the past couple of mornings, and it’s really throwing me off. I should be out riding right now, and not sitting at my computer typing. Every minute I delay the temperature rises another degree.
Last night I woke up about midnight, and just could not fall back asleep. I was petting Sonny and starting to get a little drowsy, but then guess who needed to go outside to pee?
I read somewhere once that a big part of marriage is who can pretend to be asleep the longest when a dog or baby needs attention. Lisa is very, very good at that game. I don’t even bother playing anymore, I just get up.
Last night, for example, we were both awake and petting Sonny less than 60 seconds before he got up and scratched at the door. Suddenly Lisa was “sound asleep”. This morning Lisa said, “How did you sleep?”
I replied, “Well, not too great. I was tossing and turning around midnight, and then Sonny needed to go out. That didn’t help.”
Sounding overly innocent with a dash of surprise Lisa said, “Oh, Sonny got you up?!”
“You were awake and petting him at the same time I was, babe.”
“Oh, wow, I don’t even remember that.”
Uh huh. 🙂
I think tomorrow I’m going to set my alarm for 4:30 and force myself to get up. I’m such a morning person that when I sleep until 6:00 or 6:30 I feel like I’ve wasted my favorite part of the day.
Okay, time to saddle up. This has (subjectively) been the hottest June I’ve experienced in my 26 years as a Floridian. I am hating it.