Dropped like a Bad Habit

We have developed a bad habit. Harper will NOT sleep. So I kept feeding her at night whenever she wanted. Remember this? What was I thinking? UGH, I curse myself every time on this blog! Anyway, it is pretty much how you think: horrible ear piercing screams during the dead of night for a WHILE now. Ty said this morning, he thinks he's losing his mind. I concur. Vehemently. She had an ear infection last week; it's all cleared and still.
So tonight is night three of letting her cry it out. I am hoping against hope the screaming sticks to under an hour. That would be a treat.

Speaking of bad habits...Do you have any? I certainly do. One of my worst is that I use my bathroom sink as a literal trash can...it drives the hub completely insane. He has staged a hostile take over of his own sink and really, who can blame him? I CAN blame him for his bad habits, but so as not to air his dirty laundry I'll just say they mostly involve leaving EVERYTHING he uses out or UP if you know what I mean.

Also on my list? Coconut M&M's (they are still amazing and every time I think I love them more), never repeat NEVER emptying the lint trap in my dryer (I get a stern warning of impending fiery doom from Mr. B nearly every time he does laundry, which is often since he doesn't let me do his anymore...that is a WHOLE other post and I'm not saying I don't deserve it), and finally pluck, pluck, plucking away at my eye brows. In recent years I've gotten this habit down to a manageable time limit and brow thickness for which I could not be prouder.

Hmm, two things of note: I wrote almost a whole paragraph in one sentence. So wrong, but who's checking except maybe my mom AND also I NEED some coconut M&M's.
Now.