I'll go first:
Yesterday Evening, after my parents have left to go to my sister's Wedding Rehearsal, I've decided that I was going to do three loads of Laundry. I knew that I would need to be up until at least 11 PM, in order to finish off the Laundry, before I would finally get into Bed. I'm not a Night Owl, so I've came up with a Plan. My plan was to drink two tall cups of Coffee, than two tall cups of Tea and finish off my Caffine Binge with a can of Diet Coke. I've only slept for an hour, all night. In fact, I have such an abundence of energy, that I could take Chico for a walk, right now! The trouble is that it's Twenty after Four in the morning. I'm looking around my Room, asking myself how I could do something so stupid. It's good that I want to help out around the house, but not if it's 6 PM and all of the Laundry Baskets are over-flowing. I'd be better off, enjoying a pleasant cup of Tea and studying the London Routemaster, the next time that my parents go out, for the Evening.