...but I'm not. I don't know why.
I have to be up and about in the morning. The boys all have haircuts. I have places to be all day. I've had a sore throat all day. A good night's rest would be an excellent idea.
But I sit here still, looking for conversations on Twitter, reading emails, catching up on Facebook statuses, and reading blogs.
Maybe it's akin to me never wanting to leave a party while it's still going. I don't want to turn off the computer until every last person I know has one to bed. Of course, knowing people on several continents makes that difficult.
I suppose I'll just have to rein in my FOMS, and head to bed.