Real sleep! Ah!

Guess where I'll be sleeping tonight? In my room. On my bed. Are you excited for me? You totally should be. For the last week and a half or two weeks I've been sleeping on the couch in the living room because my grandmother usurped my bedroom when she came to stay. I'm only a little bitter. Obviously, I wasn't bitter enough to make HER sleep on the couch, so that's a plus. Here's the thing though. When grandma comes to visit she always stays as long as she sees fit and she always stays at our house. Which would be cool. Except she has another child, my Uncle Bob, who also lives in this town. He lives just on the other side of town and guess what? He has a guest room! So it would make WAY too much sense for her to stay over there. Better to put me out of a bed, yeah? But she finally decided to go home today. I say "finally" as if I don't like to see her. That isn't true at all. I enjoy seeing my grandmother. But no one enjoys having some one take over their bed for an indefinite amount of time. But of course you can't say anything because she's old and wouldn't take it well. C'est la vie. But seriously, I might have to set an alarm in order to wake up at a decent hour tomorrow. Sleeping on the couch, I've been waking up between 7 and 8, mostly because my body says enough is enough, time to get up. Tonight though, back in my own wonderful bed? All bets are off.