A story about my mother being a night owl

Hello, this is Satomi.

On a weekday night when the next day was a holiday, I was watching a drama with my mother.

We finished watching the 9th episode around midnight, and I suggested, "Should we take a bath and watch one more episode, then watch the final episode tomorrow, or should we just watch the last two episodes now?"

I thought we would take a bath and watch the final episode tomorrow, so when I started to prepare for my bath, my mother said, "I'm going to watch the last two episodes."

I replied, "If you're going to watch them, I will too," and in the end, we watched the last two episodes, took a bath, and went to bed around 2:00 AM.

My husband is someone who likes to go to bed early, and I had become completely accustomed to life with him. I remembered, "That's right, my mother was a night owl."

My mother has been a night person since long ago, and she used to study for certifications or watch dramas after her children went to sleep.

When I went to bed, I always fell asleep while listening to the sound of the TV coming from the living room.

It was comforting to know my mother was awake, and when she turned off the TV and the living room lights to come to bed, I would feel anxious if I hadn't fallen asleep yet.

I realized that my dislike for my husband going to bed before me or having to turn off all the lights in the house myself before bed was all because of my mother, who always stayed up late.

It was a night when I realized that I had been able to sleep peacefully thanks to my mother staying up late.