That was kind of stupid

So, in my last post I was saying 'Oh, I'm so sorry I haven't been posting!' and then I go ahead and not post for a long time again. Gosh Darn it.
Anyway, I'm posting now. After burning myself last night (for the full story go to lilyandlola.blogspot.com), I had a good night sleep that was almost pain free. Of course, since I was just laying down in bed (you know, after I was done reading, but before I was asleep), and my mind wasn't thinking about anything in particular, my foot started hurting again but it was a duller pain and went away when I was actually asleep.
In my house I'm a known sleepwalker, and I usually sleepwalk because my mind is urging me to get up, fearing I will over sleep. So it's usually around 1:30 AM when I get out of bed hurriedly and get dressed and ready to go downstairs, and then realize it's 1:30 and I get back into bed, fully dressed. I tell you, it's weird.
One time, my brother Aidan caught me. I was all dressed and opening my blinds, following my morning routine, when Aidan came into my room, on the way to the bathroom and said, "Lucie, why are you dressed?" I peered through the blinds and saw it was dark, so I sighed and went back to bed.
Another time, my other brother Ian caught me. He had come up late that night and saw me sitting up in bed. He said, "Hi Lucie," and I said, "Hi." "Are you awake?" he asked me. "Yes," I answered. "Okay, goodnight," he then said, and went to his room. I then got out of bed, closed the door and got dressed. Of course, I was asleep and it was 12:30 AM.
Those are just two of my many sleepwalking adventures. I have to go.
Forever a sleepwalker,
Lucie