Why is it that when I’m in mid-flare, hurting and exhausted, that I have a hard time sleeping?
Why is it that when I finally fall asleep, I am woken up 10 minutes later (approx 2am) by a series of text messages?
Why is it that when you get text messages at 2 am, you automatically jump up because you think that either something is really wrong or that someone needs a ride?
It was neither of those things. Instead, from a strange number, it read “hey there, what do you look like?” and “tell me what you’re wearing right now?” I got out of bed for this? Seriously? Ok dude who can only get girls by texting them inappropriate questions in the middle of the night, trust me when I say I’m looking really sexy right now- with my wet hair, glasses, no makeup, bags under my eyes, swollen ass fingers, monster bad mood- heck, I’m halfway tempted to take a quick picture and send it to you because that would certainly stop the madness. HOT! Instead, I turn the phone off. Problem solved.
So why is it whenever I get up in the middle of the night for anything except a bathroom break that the cat feels the need to barricade herself under the bed where I can’t reach her and do her best Oscar de la Hoya impression?