Sleep. I need it.

In the early morning hours, she wakes up much earlier before her alarm. Her bladder is screaming. God, she is annoyed. Day after day, this means the new puppy thinks this is wake up time. It's not. She has a ways to go before the Little Einsteins theme song blasts on the nightstand,letting her know to GET UP NOW-- there's seizure medicine to give at this ungodly hour. While you're up, go pee. Seek out dog shit odor and clean it up while muttering profanity under your breath . Chastise the dog. Wash your hands. Step in puddle of dog urine. Hiss vile words of loathing at dog. Clean it up. Wash your hands. Get a gulp of cold milk. Pee again. Lie down. Proceed to get out of bed and yell at dog for various stolen contraband (you hear Everything ), illegal chewing incidents, and also Disturbing the Peace (as there IS a noise ordinance -- Hellooo?) Fall asleep, but not more than a half hour at most (if you're lucky), bolt upright to the Little Einsteins rapping about their little rocket ship, and REPEAT.