I'm pretty random in the mornings. I mean, I'm ALWAYS tired anyway. And I hate getting up before the crack-ass of dawn. You'd think after almost 5 years in this job I'd adjust, but it just hasn't happened. Add to this that last night I had some cough syrup with codeine in it before bed (nice), and I was OUT of it this morning.
Lou is always awake before the crack-ass of dawn, and he always tries to get me to wake up (after like the 6th time I've hit snooze.) Sometimes he shakes my feet, and for someone reason anyone touching my feet so early makes me crazy. So this morning, I muttered:
me: New rule. No touching my feet before 9 a.m.
Lou: why?
me: so I don't kick you
Lou: why would you kick me
me: cause and effect
It made perfect sense to me. But I think he thinks I'm crazy.