I Feel Old.

Yes, OLD. I pulled an all-nighter. I used to be able to to do that and still function on a semi-normal level the next day, even without consuming ginormous amounts of caffeine. I had a ton of laundry that needed to get done. I got tired of always digging through a huge pile of clean laundry to find clothes to wear, and then after wearing them, tossing them into another huge pile of dirty clothes. I've got the vast majority of it done. SO I spent most of the night sorting dirty clothes, cycling them through the washer and dryer, folding, and putting them away. And moving all of my stuff out of the big dresser that was Michael's before he left, but I commandeered it this year. I used to use two small dressers and he used the big one. One small one has moved a few too many times though, so I've been using the big one and my other smaller one, and honestly, STILL didn't have enough room. I now have resorted to something I used to make fun of... my jeans are on hangers. And I've now stolen more of the kids' "furniture" that they weren't using anymore. First, they had this toy shelf. We weren't using it anymore, and I realized it would make a great shoe rack. So it went in my closet. Aaric used to have a 4 stack of Yaffa's for his clothes, now he's got one of the things that hangs in the closet for his clothes. So the Yaffa's are now in my closet too. With my loads of t-shirts, gym clothes, and PJ's. "Unmentionables" and socks in the small dresser, and everything else on hangers.
I've decided closets are better than dressers though - as long as the house actually has closet space. Why spend money on more furniture? Why take up floor space? And most of off, especially for those of us who move more often than we file our taxes (and yes, we file every year), why carry extra stuff up and down stairs? Dressers are a total pain to move. So closets all the way for us from now on.
So yeah, I spent the night with all the clothes and stayed awake by watching the last discs of Buffy 4 and Angel 1.
And then went to one of the most boring events of my life, a close second to my 8 am college algebra class in the fall of 98 when I was too stupid to realize what a bad idea 8am classes are. The doors for this driver safety course which will allow me to continue driving on post opened at 7:30. I dropped the kids off at 7:05, swung by Bk for an ultra-greasy breakfast, then made it to the building where this thrilling event was held, and worked my way through the labrinth that you must pass through to get from the front door of this place, down the stairs, and to the big room where it was. I found out that if I'd been going just ONE MPH faster, I'd be a reckless driver, and thus, would have had to sign in with a "RD" beside my name, and also would have probably had to walk to the class as my license would have been immediately revoked. I got there RIGHT at 7:30 and the class was already half full! And they didn't even start until 8:15!
While we waited, they showed some of the typical army videos which probably have subliminal messages that complement the testosterone that I'm convinced they put in the water (you know, I doubt my brita filters that crap out) of soldiers jumping out of airplanes. And then big army trucks being dropped out of airplanes - many of which resulted in disasters which probably totalled the vehicles. A few shots of guys chutes not opening until the last minute and getting tangled in trees. These were all mildly amusing. And they had that song about Superman by that band that I can't remember, but the video has that cute little old guy/retired superhero as the soundtrack to these videos. For a while, I thought maybe it was a meant to be a metaphor - "you are not superman, drive safely." but I think they just liked the song. Then some funny videos of incidents on the road - many of which probably landed people in the ER. Then after all these slightly humorous ones, a little short one of an in-car camera looking at the driver, and he's not wearing a seatbelt and the car gets hit (looked like it got hit multiple times) and he flipped over into the backseat and wound up wedged between the backseat top and the rear window. Way to ruin the lighthearted mood! And then one that started out like a teen flick with these 2 kids almost kissing a few times, and then they get into a car with some friends and they're all wearing seatbelts other than the stupid boyfriend and then a voice says "...today he's going to hit his girlfriend so hard, she'll suffer permanent brain damage." And sure enough, then comes the footage of the wreck (though it was clearly staged) and this unbelted kid is bouncing around the car and his head slams into her head. And then when the EMTs show up, one of them says that 3 of the kids are dead, and most of the injuries were caused by the unbelted kid.
Then we had to go around and EVERYONE (and we're talking, a room of about 120) had to say what their offense was. I never realized how many idiots don't use seatbelts!!! Probably 75% of them were seat belt offenders. Then a bunch of us evil speeders, and an alarming number of DUIs. a few boring non-stoppers. He asked all the DUI people if they had friends and if so, why their friends didn't care about them and encouraged them to find better friends. He commented on the mass seat-belt-refusers, said nothing about the evil speeders. Yet at the end of the class, who got stuck with being next to last to get to leave? The speeders. No videos about speeders, no harassment, just made us stick around with the driving drinkers.
It was SUCH a boring class. I barely stayed awake. But I survived, and now have a little certificate saying so, and I scored 100 on the test that was so easy.
And this is probably my most boring entry ever. It could be because my brain is slowly turning to mush, and it hurts a little. I need sleep.