I have this bad habit of working myself until I’m exhausted. I mean, at one point, I was going to school full time and holding down three jobs. I’m not afraid of working hard. But, sometimes it takes a toll on me.
Every once in awhile, I get really sleepy, and I can feel just how hard I’ve been working myself. Then, something small and random will set me off, and I’ll laugh until I have tears rolling down my face. My family tends to find it pretty amusing, and I get all embarrassed. My sleepy side just takes over, and the smallest incident becomes hilarious.
For instance, once, when I was in high school, I was so exhausted from homework, class, guard, and wrestling stats. I had just spent hours working on homework, and I was feeling it. Then, I noticed something on the floor. It was one of my brother’s toys. It was a little green duck that was broken. It’s beak had fallen off at some point, so all it had left was a little round face that looked like a turtle face.
I died laughing. There wasn’t even anyone in the room, and I was laughing my heart out, all because I’d combined the words in my head, and the word made me laugh.
Want to know what the word was? It was “birdle.” It was a mix of bird and turtle, and I thought it was the most hilarious thing ever. My mom eventually came into the living room, and she looked all confused because I was laughing, but I had teared up so much that mascara had run down my cheeks. I must have looked like a crazy person.
To this day, my mom will bring up “birdle” and laugh so hard about it. She thought I was such a goober for finding that hilarious. But, what can I say? I was tired!