I'm sure it's a fluke and has everything to do with sensory overload from being with my nieces all day (the best way for me to sleep is to babysit). But I remember thinking I was tired, then that I was falling asleep and I honestly did not believe myself because it was only 1:30 or 2 AM. And the next thing I knew it was 5 and I needed to go to the bathroom.

This changes nothing but it feels like a huge accomplishment somehow.