It’s 4:45 in the morning and I need to go to the bathroom.
But I can’t go to the bathroom right now.
Because I don’t have a bathroom right now.
Now, that doesn’t seem possible. I must have access to a bathroom somewhere, right?
Well, sure, you know, just the one I have to walk through my mother's room to access.
Which I obviously can’t do right now because she hasn’t fallen asleep yet tonight and has the world’s worst startle response to even something as simple as trying to ask her a question when she has headphones in (which is like 92% of the time), let alone opening her door in the dark middle of the night when she’s wide awake, because FML.
Oh, and how do I know that she hasn’t gone to sleep yet tonight?
Because I too have not gone to sleep yet tonight.
Because I had a couple of things that I wanted to take care of when I knew that she wouldn’t be awake to make a comment about me doing said things. And that still has not happened.
Because just sitting on the couch in the living room, I can hear her. Awake.
And yes, I do have to be up for work in about two hours. Because FML.
But don’t you worry your pretty little head, the why I don’t have a bathroom story is coming. I just need the energy to write it, which is not right now, at almost 5am, when I just have to go to the bathroom.