I need you. I need you to come stay with me for a month or so. I will teach you all about my bedtime routine and then, I need you to enforce it. I want to go run at 5:30 am, in order for this to happen, I need to go to bed by 9:30. That means lights off. No "just going to finish this chapter" reading, no computer, no texting, no cleaning, no laundry,and no more sewing. You have to help me be O.K. with going to bed with unfinished projects, because I just can't seem to do that and it is really messing with my sleeping. Then, I can't get up to run in the morning and so I have to go run while Tommy is at school which is when I should be doing all sorts of other things and the behind-ness just gets worse as the day progresses, thus causing me to stay up late at night finishing things and beginning the cycle all over. My kids go to bed on time almost always. This is because I understand how important it is for them to get enough sleep. Once again, I am a hypocrite. A very tired, puffy-eyed hypocrite.
I need what my children have. Someone who is so worried about their welfare that they will force me to do what is best for me even when I fight them. Ty can't help because he doesn't' believe in telling me what to do (bless his heart). If you don't come soon, I will lose my looks completely and become a bridge troll out of sheer orneriness. Hmmmm, do bridge trolls get to go to bed? Probably. I bet they don't even have unfinished projects.