It's 12:31 a.m. on a Monday night, and I'm blogging. I'd much rather be in bed asleep, but that's not happening anytime soon. Maybe not even tonight.
As I sit here typing, Bear is running up and down the hall. Right now he's doing everything in his power to make me mad or wake up Stitch or The ODD Dad. I've confiscated the markers he was about to use to write on the wall and the Spiderman toy he kept launching at me (it launches disks). He's dumped the dog's food into her water, threatened to throw a toy in the fish tank (stopped when I said we'd get rid of the fish), and keeps hitting my computer. I've just gone and emptied out the half-full coffee cup that was sitting beside me (my third cup tonight) just in case he gets the bright idea to dump that on my computer.
<Note: In the time it took me to walk 10 feet away and dump out my coffee, Bear charged out of his room to ransack my work space. He pounded away on my computer keyboard, inadvertently closing me out of my blog. I'm glad I remembered to save it before I walked away.>
When I paid no attention to his antics, including his attack on my computer, he started throwing things at me, including Stitch's little board books. Those things can fly! And they hurt, too!
What's going on, you ask? I have no clue. I wish to hell I did. Last night was the same deal, except Stitch was up for a good part of the night as well. After all, it's a little difficult to sleep when your big brother is pounding on your bedroom door and screaming at the top of his lungs. I finally got Bear to sleep at about 2:30 a.m., but I think it was about 3 a.m. or so before I managed to get Stitch settled.
Bear used to have major issues sleeping, but he hasn't had any problems in months. Then, for some reason, things changed last week. Just like old times, Bear woke up at about 11 p.m. last Wednesday night and didn't go back to bed until about 4 a.m. Then he did the same thing on Friday night. Then last night he was up almost all night, and the same thing tonight. The 11 p.m. til 4 a.m. used to be a pretty regular occurrence, but this all-night thing is new. I can't say I'm a big fan.
Bear's sleep problems this past week, combined with a school suspension and a snow day, have meant that I haven't managed to get any client work done. None. Zero. Zip. And is that a problem? Yes, it is. A big problem? Yes, it is. A huge problem? Yes, it is. So tonight I'm drinking cup after cup of coffee in an attempt to stay coherent enough to get some work done. If I'm going to be up, I may as well be productive.
Guess I'd better go make some more coffee. It's going to be a long night.