Well, I was up anyway

Rather than a list of uninteresting trivia about me, let me thank Vicki and fulfill other obligations for awards by telling you about another of my erm, unusual characteristics.

Since Mr Dunnit built an extension on our house and we moved into our lovely new bedroom, I have made it a mission to make it light proof. I really, really like to sleep in the dark. He laughs because I find the glow from the clock-radio an irritation - honestly it gives a green tinge to anything within about 8 feet of it and that is not what I call a calming light! We have blinds, and when the clocks change, each night I put something on the window sill against the bottom of the blind to prevent any chance of it bowing and letting in a chink or indeed a great swathe of daylight (anything, t shirt, book - something random so he doesn't cotton on and laugh at me - so far so good!). Since I became a mother (and we're talking 16 years here interweb), I can hear my child's regular, sleep breathing from approximately two countries away. So if that changes, I'm up and administering before my eyes are properly open. I like to sleep and I like to sleep undisturbed and deeply. I think you get the picture. So how come every time the clocks go forward into Spring, I forget about the dawn chorus? Man, I spend 50 weeks of the year protecting a large hedge full of birds from neighbourhood cats so that all they can do is sing and practice at the top of their lungs - on my window sill. How very offensive. Especially the one that makes the sound of a dripping tap. By the time my subconscious has registered it, I need to erm, visit the bathroom. And then I'm properly up because the floor is cold and there is light leaking around the blinds and making its way into my eyes from every direction. Gah. So on morning number seven of this torture, I thought I'd get up, knock out a couple of cards that have been on my mind and tidy up a little. I poured a coffee, logged on and realised I could whinge in type. Aren't you glad that it's not you that we're scheduled to visit for the day!

The photo is another page from the '12 of 16' album, and oh do visit Vicki if you have a chance, she is amazing with a piece of 12 x 12 and a photo, why she passes awards to me is a mystery.