Every now and then, when I have Darwin out of her cage late in the evening, it gets to be about time for me to get myself into bed and so I bring her along with me and keep her warm while we sleep. Last night was one of those nights. The iguana found herself a nice warm spot where my right arm was draped across her body and her head was laying on my chest. I had a dream where I was pulling out what I thought at the time was a bottle of wine from under my arm and I at the same time I physically pulled the lizard out of the spot she was nestled into. Something felt wrong and I woke up straight away. Obviously, I stopped what I was doing. The time was then 4:30 a.m. I tried to get comfortable again, but I wasn't able to return to sleep. Eventually I threw off the blankets, arranged Darwin so that Andrew was then warming her, and went out to the office to type up this entry.
I haven't been up this early since probably the beginning of summer break. Amazingly, I'm not that tired after only four hours of sleep.
Andrew just got out of bed. It seems the cat started to meow right after I had left the room. We have her on a six and six o'clock feeding schedule and she doesn't let us forget about her breakfast time. I'm disappointed because I was hoping for at least a few more minutes to myself. My solitude never lasts long in the early morning, but I like to use this time to read or write. I had intentions to pick Good Omens back up after I finished this entry, but I am now having extreme difficulty concentrating with Andrew moving things around and making noise. It'll have to wait until he leaves. I haven't done any reading since August 1st. I think I just burned myself out on it for a while and needed a rest. There's no way that I will still be able to meet my goal of five more books before the 25th of the month, not that I won't at least try.
-- CrystalShiloh @ 06:21 AM