Nothing Good Happens After Midnight - Unless You're Cleaning

It's 2:38 am right now, and I just woke up with a mild case of heartburn due to the wonderfully rich Valentine's Day meal at Everest last night. While suffering the aftermath of over-indulgence, I began to feel anxious to make sure the quail would be defrosted by morning, and that the sink would be clear of dirty dishes. So yes, I ended up doing a load of dishes at this ungodly hour....but now I feel slightly better knowing that I'm fully prepared for the cooking marathon to start later this morning. Preliminary signs of a cooking addiction? Possibly.