Saturday, July 18, 2009

3 AM

It all started with my sister in laws status on facebook. It said something along the line of "I love how quite my house is after I put everyone to bed and everyone is asleep." I immediately agreed. I immediately felt as if someone knew why it is that sometimes I love to sneak downstairs after everyone in my house is indeed tucked safely into their bed to sit in my recliner to just 'sit' and reflect on my day or to write in my journal, or to do other things such as clean up the house. I was once told that I chose odd hours of the day to do household chores. Perhaps I do. But, I find that the quite hours of the night to be particularly enjoyable, maybe because they are the hours when I am not trying to spend every moment soaking up time spent with my girls, or maybe that is the time when my body finally has enough energy to allow me to work, who knows? Whatever it may be, here it is again, 3 o'clock in the morning, the night before a garage sale is scheduled to begin...after which I have spent 2 days in misery with a terrible migraine headache...I pray that I may be sustained through this ordeal. (Forgive me all of you out there who want pictures...sweet Gracie has taken my camera...but I will find it soon, I promise!!!)

4 comments:

Dukas said...

I totally understand the 3am is my time of day concept, and I don't even have kids...Any time you need to talk, give me a call. This is Sara, by the way:)

Jen said...

I am exactly the same! I stay up all night to do my housework because I love to do it when I can hear my own thoughts. Your girls are darling!

Kara said...

Hey Rebecca, i do remember you! I hope that all is well. There is a website for the store that we got our bracelets from: www.sonyaltd.com. I hope that helps!

Jessica Goodwin said...

I am trying really hard to go to bed when Doug does. But, the call of midnight always beckons me. I think it is because it is the one time of day that I don't feel like I "should" be doing anything.

When I've lived with roommates midnight was the time that the walls came down. Homework, housework and pretense are forgotten. All that is left is our thoughts.

Now, whenever I get the chance to be up late at night, I will think of you.