Bedtime Thoughts

Each night as I get ready for bed, I have an avalanche of thoughts that tumble through my head. Last night, I started writing them down and chuckling at how random my brain can be. I’m not the only one, right?

• Is agreeance a word?
• Why does my eye twitch so much now?
• Just know you’re not alone, ‘cause I’m gonna make this place your home. Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooo-ooo… (Phillip Phillips song on repeat in my head.)
• Betty White was a beard for Liberace. How did “beard” ever come to be used?
• Ow. That ripped cuticle hurts.
• How does Dan fall asleep faster than I can even brush my teeth?
• …‘cause I’m gonna make this place your home. Oo-oo-oo…
• The Biggest Loser
• Walking Dead
• Duck Dynasty
• I should paint my nails.
• Where is my lotion?
• Itchy back. Why does the same spot itch every.single.night?
• I should write this stuff down.
• I haven’t blogged in so long!
• Does anyone read it anyway?
• No one reads it.
• Mmmmm… electric blankets.
• My sister will be here soon!
• I should go to sleep. Or at least read.
• Stop. Making. A. List.
• NOW.