I'm blogging because I'm wide awake at 5.10am in the morning.

I woke up earlier at around 4plus am, couldn't get back to sleep after and decided I needed to brush my teeth, wash my face, prep my skin and cut my nails (both fingers and toes), in that order. I don't know of anyone who does all that at 4 in the morning other than me.

That must have been my punishment for falling asleep at 10pm earlier (an insanely early time for me).

Already, I'm thinking of excuses for not turning up at work in a few hours. Yawn.

My tummy's giving me a hard time now because I had a super big dinner at Fish n Co despite not having a bite to eat the whole day. This was what I had - 1 Fish n Chips (shared), 1 Seafood Platter for 2 (shared) and 1 big glass of Passion Fruit drink (all to myself), on top of glasses of iced water. I felt like dying at the end of the meal.

That was our indulgence. Both of us have had nothing to eat the whole day and all we did was curl up in bed falling in and out of sleep, getting into each other's way in the process. We agreed that we were both torturing our bodies - sleeping at insane hours (6am in the morning), not getting adequate sleep, skipping meals, and eating a huge meal at one go.

I understand now how some people choose to get off from work and just sleep the whole day and why it's such a great fat luxury. Except it was Sunday and there was no work.