I don't remember the last all nighter, but reading the "goofy" remark reminded me of when my husband used to wait until the last minute to write his term papers in college and he would dictate to me and I would type on the typewriter. Some of the misspellings were so goofy and we would just laugh and laugh together. Good times.
Then also way back when, I would work a double at the hospital and work from 3pm to 7am the next day. I would come home, get my second wind and then paint the hallway. Boy when I was young, I thought I could do anything. Good memories. Thanks for the thread, Chutzie.
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