Mom, Can I Sleep With You?

I have a rule that I never break. I mean, I never ever break this rule! The rule is, when Steve is home, no one is allowed to sleep in our room (with the exception of our 7 year old when she has a bad dream). Well, Steve is on his way to Rhode Island for work, and as I am starting to get rather stupid with tiredness, my oldest asks if she can sleep on my floor.

Now let me explain; she is a very very private person. So, I had to wonder why she wants to sleep in my room tonight. Her response?... "Because my sisters will both end up in there." *smirk* Not exactly the answer I was looking for, but she does have a point, although, being almost 14, I have to wonder about her sometimes.

Now I am wondering if she is just joshing me because I spent a good, solid nine (9) hours writing today, and she knows that my brain is mush.

Off to catch some zzz's so tomorrow, I can go pick up my car from the dealer, then to visit my *eek* mother! (I really shouldn't be like that, but she is soo.....high maintanance) *grin*

Nite all! :o)