As for me, well that is a horse of a different color. I was born (I think) around 2pmish, and you know what? Night time is when I am the most productive. Even doing housework. I am the most creative, the most awake, and well, the most motivated!
Of course, I have to say that now having two kids, I need to wait until they are in bed before I can sit down to do a lot of things, just to be able to get something done without interruption. Well, I guess that my kids are nothing more than enablers then. I like that. I can blame them. :)
Every night before I go to bed, I make myself a cup of tea. I learned a long time ago the PROPER way to drink tea, the way the queen drinks it, with milk and sugar. When I was in Jr. High School, I used to clean house every Saturday for a British woman who went to our church. It was wonderful. We would sit and have tea and read the paper before we would start. You should have seen her face the first time I went to have tea without milk. You would have thought the world was ending.
So there I am, stuck in the coffee/tea isle in Walmart the other day, just waiting for someone... anyone... to move their blessed cart out of the way so that someone else could actually walk down the aisle. Courtesy at Walmart. Never gonna happen. Anywho, I am waiting (as patiently as I possibly can)when I decide that if you can't be where you want to be, love where you are, and began to peruse the tea boxes. The pictures make them all look so delicious, don't they? The names they give them, too. Super Sleepy Slumber Time with Oranges or Yummy Yummy in My Tummy with Peruvian Baby Mint Leaves Hand Picked by Native Tibetians... give me a break.
I cannot tell you how many boxes of tea I have actually purchased, buying in to the whole Herbal Tea HYPE! I can tell you that it is certainly a number greater than 100, though less that 1 million... ok, maybe not that many, but it sure seems like it. And more often than not, you guessed it, I am nothing short of disappointed. The Peppermint Tea I bought one Christmas promised me a candy cane in my cup. You don't even want to know what it REALLY tasted like. That box ended up in the garbage. Then there was the one that promised to help me actually GET TO SLEEP... what a crock.
And then I found a box of True Blueberry Tea. Well of course, I have nothing but time on my hands since I am here, at Walmart, in this aisle, at the mercy of older woman with a walker, family with 6 kids, and the hippie dippy trippy who likes to push her carriage down the center of the aisle, completely oblivious to anyone around her. So I grab a box. I mean really, what's another $3 to the total of my already outrageous grocery bill? Besides, when this box too ends up in the trash, it's not like that $3 was going to make me rich, right?
So there I am in my kitchen, the kids are in bed and Byron has actually gone to sleep instead of teasing me with long stretches of quiet followed by unending excuses to be up... the kettle is on the stove, and I open the box of tea. It smells ok. I guess. Water is poured, teabag steeping... Then I turn to Daryl and say, well, I wonder if my water will be blue! hahaha.
In all seriousness Daryl looks at me and says, actually, it's already quite purple. And so it was. It still smelled ok. I guess. No milk in this tea, just don't tell Tricia. Little bit of sugar, little sip... is it just me, or did everyone hear the angels singing? OH. MY. GOODNESS. This is some BLUEBERRY tea. And you know what? I'm not disappointed. NOT IN THE LEAST.
Two nights now I have made it to bed sometime within the 10pm hour. I guess that He-Man and She-Ra will just have to save the universe on their own without me watching them on Qubo Night Owl. Me and my cup of tea have an appointment in bed.
Happy Sleeping EVERYONE!!
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