Pumpkin Hour

So, a good friend and I have been meeting on most nights, and "writing together" online. We'll both work on our novels, and email back and forth with snippets, or just conversation.

We've been doing it long enough to figure that our "Pumpkin Hour" (or the hour during which we magically turn into a pumpkin and need to go to bed) is 11pm.
It must be psychological or something--because as soon as 10:50 rolls around, suddenly I can't keep my eyes open. If I'm writing, I am typing with one eye closed. If I'm vegging on the sofa with Hubby, I might drift off. (He usually does around 10:30) So, that can only mean one thing:

I'm getting OLD.

Seriously! In college, I never slept. I would stay up studying all night until 3am, then wake up at 6am and study some more, and take a test at 7am. I would write papers until the wee hours of the morning. My roommates and I would giggle all night long and watch movies. And I was fresh as a Spring Morning the next day.

Not any more. Gone are the days when I could stay up all night. When 11pm rolls around, I'm ready for bed. Any later than that, and I start whining. I just can't do it. I'm getting old.

Oh well. Speaking of writing, I got a whopping 4200 words in yesterday! I had a scene I'd been playing in my head for about a month and it just came out effortlessly. And I just kept going after that. I think that's my "cap" for one day. I've only ever written 4k before, and that was a few years ago. There comes a point where my neck aches and I'm fidgety and I've had it. AND I get that "burned out" feeling. So it's time to stop. But look at my word counter! Woo!!!

Well, it's Thursday. The week has gotten away from me again. EEEEK!!!