Sailor Boy is on Reading Week right now, which means his natural proclivity for night-owlness is given free rein, owing to the fact that he no longer has to be awake for morning classes. As my schedule is, similarly, not subject to the clock, I’ve been adjusting to fit his, staying up all night and sleeping all morning as well.
It hasn’t affected the work; if anything, the change in Circadian rhythm has jump-started my creativity. One thinks different thoughts at three a.m. then one does at 11:30 a.m., and ideas that may seem too outlandish by the light of day seem like something worth trying in the middle of the night. Maybe the next morning it will turn out to be like a home perm, but maybe it be more like the time I put awesome magenta streaks in my hair and loved them like no one’s business.
But the weird thing, is, that’s okay. For instance, I just wrote a five page scene and then I looked at it, decided it wasn’t the best way to tackle that character’s introduction, and threw it out.* Five pages. It’s amazing!
However, it has made for some interesting conversations. Like the one we just had about the difference between a balustrade and a parapet, which was inspired by the fact that I wasn’t sure that the word for a parapet was, indeed, “parapet.” (It is.)
And the conversation we just had about what to eat at 12:50 a.m. We ate dinner at normal dinner hours, which is a bit more like lunch hours for people who sleep in, so now it’s more like dinner hours, and I’m hungry. But it feels weird to cook dinner this late, especially given that clanking around in the kitchen with pots and pans may upset my neighbors, who probably have nine-to-fives and hate us. Nevertheless, I’m hungry, and unlike Gizmo, I’m totally cool to eat after midnight.
Sailor Boy is eating Cool Ranch Doritos. I do not approve of this. I made some perfectly lovely chicken soup, from scratch, this evening, and for my late night snack, I chose Stoneyfield Farm mint double chocolate chip frozen yogurt, which is just about as far as you can get from fro-yo and still use the term.
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* Put it in a cut file. I do not delete. I do not recommend deleting. You never know when you’ll need those pearls.
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