I'm baking cookies at 12:45 AM.
This has got to be the ultimate in procrastination. I've had all day. Little guy took a HUGE nap, as in ALL AFTERNOON. Ideal time for me to bake cookies without getting into the mess of baking with the kids. Big Guy wasn't even interested in helping.
So what did I do? Nothing. Absolutely Nothing. Totally wasted the day.
Didn't talk on the phone.
Didn't do any housework (God forbid I lift a finger in That Direction).
Didn't catch up on some reading.
Didn't even watch a movie on TV. (okay, I did turn it on and flip channels some)
Nope. Little Guy fell asleep and I was so dumbfounded by it all I just watched.
Then he woke up, evening snuck up on us, supper, baths, toothbrushing, bedtime ... hmmm, should've known there'd be a catch there. Bedtime did not come easily, my friend.
And so I'm baking cookies at 12:45 AM. For the school Bake Sale.