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I had the strangest sleeping experience for two nights in a row now. I slept like 6 or so hours and then woke up feeling mostly okay. The first night, I went to bed around 2am and then woke up somewhere around 8 or 8:30am and then last night, I went to bed a bit before midnight and woke up some time between 6:30am and 7am. This is coming from me, who is notorious for sleeping in late and needing at least 8.5 to 9 hours so as not to be a grouch all day. Odd, but I think I know what happened.
Saturday night when I went to have my shower and wash my hair, I decided that I needed to give my legs a thorough loofah-ing since they were getting some ingrown hairs. I washed my hair and put the conditioner in and then got down to business with my legs. I worked on them for probably 10 minutes and then gave the rest of my body a once over for good measure. And while I was at it, I used some nicely scented body wash instead of the usual bar of soap. I rinsed my hair and washed off all the soap and dried myself and went to go read some on the 'toobs. After a while, I blow-dried my hair and by that time, QoH was fast asleep so I decided to take some selfies of my new shirts. While doing that I was thinking 'What a waste. All dressed up, hair freshly done, I smell wonderful and no place to go and nobody to go with. Sigh.' Then off to bed.
I couldn't believe how early I woke up and I didn't even feel like crap! And my skin was feeling all soft and fabulous! So I did a repeat performance last night minus the hair washing. I think the loofah-ing worked like a massage and the body wash like aroma therapy because I was very relaxed and slept very deeply. The only thing is, the first night I don't remember dreaming anything, but last night I distinctively remember playing scrabble with the Queen*. ( ! )
That was the weirdest thing. I was sitting at a small table like the kind used for playing chess and being in the Queen's palace with her sitting across from me and getting trounced thoroughly(and I'm hardly an illiterate or the possessor a miniscule vocabulary). I distinctly remember saying that I hadn't been beaten that badly since the last time I played my sister. I guess thinking about my sister the other day was still stuck in my subconscious. Seriously, my sister is like the only person who could thrash me at scrabble. I mean, utterly destroy me, as in totally embarrassing. She had a genius IQ and was almost savant-like when it came to word puzzles and games. I could hold my own against her in Jeopardy but she was just ridiculous when it came to Wheel of Fortune. She could solve the damn puzzles with only one letter revealed or even none as I recall one time. Then she would laugh and laugh when someone would be shocked and take note.
I miss her as she was the only one who really understood how QoH is. And QoH was being a real bitch last night. I think she could sense that I was enjoying myself somehow so she had to keep interrupting me and barging into my room many times. It was getting to be almost a game. I even did something that shall go unnamed in between interruptions just for the "F-U" factor. ;P ;D
I swear, living with her is like living with the Stasi. She can never give me any privacy or leave me the hell alone. Even this morning when I was up so early, I thought I could see the light from her bedroom coming under my door so I cracked it ever so slightly and quietly to look and sure enough! she was up. So I went back to my bed and looked at the 'toobs for a bit and then tried some 'relaxation techniques' to try to go back to sleep for maybe and hour or so. Later, after I got my extra 1.5 hours and got up, QoH questioned me as to why I was up so early. 'Oh, you opened your door and went to the bathroom!' I may have cracked my door open but I never went to the bloody bathroom. I swear, it get's so damn old being questioned about every damn thing I do in this house. I'd just love to have my own place where my every move is not scrutinized.
*Regina from OUAT
Saturday night when I went to have my shower and wash my hair, I decided that I needed to give my legs a thorough loofah-ing since they were getting some ingrown hairs. I washed my hair and put the conditioner in and then got down to business with my legs. I worked on them for probably 10 minutes and then gave the rest of my body a once over for good measure. And while I was at it, I used some nicely scented body wash instead of the usual bar of soap. I rinsed my hair and washed off all the soap and dried myself and went to go read some on the 'toobs. After a while, I blow-dried my hair and by that time, QoH was fast asleep so I decided to take some selfies of my new shirts. While doing that I was thinking 'What a waste. All dressed up, hair freshly done, I smell wonderful and no place to go and nobody to go with. Sigh.' Then off to bed.
I couldn't believe how early I woke up and I didn't even feel like crap! And my skin was feeling all soft and fabulous! So I did a repeat performance last night minus the hair washing. I think the loofah-ing worked like a massage and the body wash like aroma therapy because I was very relaxed and slept very deeply. The only thing is, the first night I don't remember dreaming anything, but last night I distinctively remember playing scrabble with the Queen*. ( ! )
That was the weirdest thing. I was sitting at a small table like the kind used for playing chess and being in the Queen's palace with her sitting across from me and getting trounced thoroughly(and I'm hardly an illiterate or the possessor a miniscule vocabulary). I distinctly remember saying that I hadn't been beaten that badly since the last time I played my sister. I guess thinking about my sister the other day was still stuck in my subconscious. Seriously, my sister is like the only person who could thrash me at scrabble. I mean, utterly destroy me, as in totally embarrassing. She had a genius IQ and was almost savant-like when it came to word puzzles and games. I could hold my own against her in Jeopardy but she was just ridiculous when it came to Wheel of Fortune. She could solve the damn puzzles with only one letter revealed or even none as I recall one time. Then she would laugh and laugh when someone would be shocked and take note.
I miss her as she was the only one who really understood how QoH is. And QoH was being a real bitch last night. I think she could sense that I was enjoying myself somehow so she had to keep interrupting me and barging into my room many times. It was getting to be almost a game. I even did something that shall go unnamed in between interruptions just for the "F-U" factor. ;P ;D
I swear, living with her is like living with the Stasi. She can never give me any privacy or leave me the hell alone. Even this morning when I was up so early, I thought I could see the light from her bedroom coming under my door so I cracked it ever so slightly and quietly to look and sure enough! she was up. So I went back to my bed and looked at the 'toobs for a bit and then tried some 'relaxation techniques' to try to go back to sleep for maybe and hour or so. Later, after I got my extra 1.5 hours and got up, QoH questioned me as to why I was up so early. 'Oh, you opened your door and went to the bathroom!' I may have cracked my door open but I never went to the bloody bathroom. I swear, it get's so damn old being questioned about every damn thing I do in this house. I'd just love to have my own place where my every move is not scrutinized.
*Regina from OUAT