Something's Burning, But It Ain't Midnight Oil

The Husband has gone to bed.

I'm cozied up on the couch in the dark thinking, "Heh, I'm gonna be naughty and stay up late on a work night binge watching my favorite show for a couple more hours."

Um...

It's 6:30, y'all.

It's so dark out, and I'm so tired. But it's only 6:30.

So, my rebel act of watching Netflix for a couple of hours means I'm plotting deviously to stay up UNTIL 8:30!!!

Dang, I have gotten so old.