I've always been a bit of a night owl, but I'm not sure what's up now. To add to my usual late-night alertness, I'm also extremely energetic and productive, mostly cleaning things. Odd. Not a bad thing, per se, but unusual. The rest of my family is pleased, if rather bewildered as I go scurrying around the house, tidying things, and wiping down counters, etc. The cats are a bit alarmed...they prefer their humans to stick to usual schedules and not move too fast.
Incidentally: not having cats would sure cut down on the amount of cleaning! I dreamed the other night that we had to get rid of Petunia because her front teeth had somehow turned into razor blades and were dangerous. I was a bit disappointed at first to wake up and find her still there...and sleeping on me, which was disconcerting until I woke up fully, since, you know, she had razor teeth and all. Ugh, never mind. No respite from the cat hair and the clumps of dust that show up if I don't clean the floor every other day.
So far in my energetic phases I've cleaned up most of the surface things, so if this keeps up I'll probably be tackling the bigger pile on my desk, or the pantry...hmm...pantry... Oh, right, I'm in the middle of writing a blog post.
Oh, I'm reading too: I read "The Forged Coupon" by Leo Tolstoy last night, along with the last three chapters of "The Hidden Art of Homemaking". Granted, the first was only 99 pages, short for Tolstoy, but still! I should take advantage of this and find some history books to read, or something else edifying.
Sadly this energy doesn't seem to be channeled into some things I need to do, like email and letters. I started writing a letter to a second-cousin, and I owe another cousin an email (or two!), and it seems like there are some other people I need to write to also. Well, if I can stop cleaning long enough, I'll try to write some emails. ;)