It’s a Saturday night, I’m in New York City, and I’ve been in my pajamas since 7 p.m.

I know, I know. There’s a world of opportunity out there! A million fun things to do in the city that never sleeps! But here’s a secret – I do sleep. At least I try to. Last night, I did not. I got home from a Halloween party in Queens (see, I’m fun sometimes) at midnight, because the MTA hasn’t figured out an efficient way to transport people between outer boroughs without making them transfer in Manhattan. Another rant for another day. Anyway, I got home around midnight and woke up at 6 a.m. today to head to the office.

I was a mouse, duh, but I was also Karen Smith.

There are a million arguments for staying out or at least staying up: Movies! Parties! Bars! Heck, my college’s homecoming is tonight – surely if I’m going to watch a game this season, it should be this one, right? But it doesn’t even start until 11 p.m. and my old-lady side is winning out. I’ll sleep in an ASU sweatshirt and call it cheering them on.

Frankly, today – a cold, windy and rainy one here in NYC (though I hear from friends in Chicago that it’s snowing, so you know, counting my blessings) – nothing sounded better than coming straight home from the office. I didn’t even go to the grocery store like I planned (I have no food). I’m spending tonight with Amy Poehler’s book, catching up on Scandal and falling sound asleep before midnight, and I’m feeling good about it.

Besides, we in the US (excluding Arizona, sorry friends!) get an extra hour this weekend with which we can do whatever we choose. So I’ll use that to do my shopping tomorrow. Or I’ll sleep some more. Hard to say.

Hope you’re having a good weekend, friends!