valancystirling | (no subject)

So Topie is pushing her bedtime back back back every night. Last night I didn't get to sleep until 11:30. What happened to her going to bed at 9:30 every night???

I have this thing where I base my definition of reality--like, all-encompasing reality--on what is happening right now today. So if Topie goes to bed one night at 8:00, then Topie goes to bed at 8:00. Topie ALWAYS goes to bed at 8:00. I base my plans and my life, my thoughts, on the fact that Topie goes to bed at 8:00.

And then, when she changes things and goes to bed at 9:00, that becomes my complete and total reality.

This is just an example of how my brain works. I do this with everything.

I am trying to figure out if this means I am extremely adaptable, or extremely UNadaptable. I have no idea.

Either way, when things suddenly deviate, a low-level panic starts in my head. Am I going to get to sleep tonight? When will I get to sleep tonight? It's 11:35 and she's not asleep. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

Welcome to my insanity.

In other news, I bought Baby Legs in a real live store today, and the shop owner told me I'm the first person she's met who has even heard of them.