Late-night conversations

And by late-night I mean 9:30 P.M. I know what you’re all thinking.  That’s not even close to late. That’s when I had dinner last night. Well, I had dinner at 4:30, and that was pushing it, because I was starving.

However, Sean and I were in bed by about 8:45 last night, not by my doing, but by Sean’s (gasp). He was apparently too tired to make it till 9. I, on the other hand, tossed and turned until about 9:30.

About that time I nudged Sean.

CL: Sean, I can’t sleep.

Sean: Why?

CL: Because it’s hot. And I’m suddenly not tired.

Sean: Say a spell.

CL: What?

Sean: Cast a spell to help yourself sleep.

CL: . . . (whisperWingardium Leviosa.

I was obviously a little tired at this point, because I don’t know what I thought levitation would do for my sleeping abilities. Maybe help me cool down. As Sean can attest, I turn into a furnace at night.

As I thought about it this morning, though, it seemed a little funny. Something from a sitcom, maybe. Or maybe I’m just a little weird.


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