Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Solitary confinement

I just don't like using the bathroom as an isolation cell.

But Haley went into another of her 'why-are-you-sleeping-get-up-get-up' anxiety attacks at about 4 a.m., and I was desperate for sleep.

So I shut myself in the bathroom with the pillow and the blanket, and slept pretty well on the floor there for another couple of hours.

Kind of reminded me of being a young man.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of the time I did that. I was about 15 and had had enough of the world. I put some blankets, a pillow, a few books, my radio and some iced tea in my bathroom. I closed the door and stayed there all day.