Dont you hate it when the idea comes in the middle of the night
By tink91879
@tink91879 (742)
United States
May 24, 2011 8:55am CST
My puppy was spayed yesterday. She did very well and has to wear the ecollar and has pain meds. She dosent fit in her kennel with the ecollar on so I let her sleep with me. I had her all set up. My husband started shift work so he didnt get home until midnight. I had a hard time sleeping because I was worried about her, than my husband came home and woke us up, my other dog ran for the door and my puppy tried, but I caught her. So all night I cldnt sleep well, because she wld move and evry time I moved I moved her. Than it hit me, why not set up her pack and play? I was half asleep when I thought of this. So tonight were setting up her pack and play so than she has room to move with the ecollar on and I dont have to worry about her as much. Never fails that i get the idea, even simple ones, in the middle of the night.
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@arnouardian (286)
• United States
25 May 11
hehe...good times for your puppy:)
about ideas that come in the midnight, I hate it.maybe because i am a very strict person about time, who is sure that midnight is only good for sleep and brilliant ideas should come up in the daytime.
but i often get ideas at midnight. i swear bad words for this improper time for ideas, but then i'm being grateful again to finally have some good ideas to solve problems I have been facing during the previous day.
@farooq1 (33)
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24 May 11
to be honest, sometimes even the best of ideas come at the weirdest of times - you can have totally good ideas about something when you are doing something else that is totally unrelated. still though, i feel good for you to have this idea - it's finally solved your problem!
@carpenter5 (6782)
• United States
24 May 11
I do that all the time. Once when we were at a cross country run that my son was participating in, I was talking to a woman whose sons were also running the race that day. We kept saying that we'd met before but neither of us could figure out where that was. We kept throwing out suggestions and discarding them. We finally laughed and agreed that we'd remember someday.
About three months later, I awoke in the middle of the night and whacked my husband on the shoulder with my hand as I exclaimed "I know where Mrs. Haines and I met!" at the top of my lungs! I was so proud of myself!
He sat up and looked at me like I'd lost my mind and said "Who and what are you talking about?" I tried to explain it to him, but he was still half asleep and I'm not sure he ever really understood!
