I can’t believe I’m admitting to this in such a public forum.

Earlier this evening I was talking to H on the phone.  I heard a loud whooshing sound.

Me: What are you doing?
H: Filling up my tub, I’m gonna take a bath.
Me: Don’t drop the phone in the water . . . I might get electrocuted.
H: What?
Me: Um . . . yeah.  That doesn’t actually make sense, does it?
H: Really doesn’t.

In my defense, my sleeping schedule is completely off and wonky and it might be causing actual holes in my brain.  So shut up.