I woke up this morning and noticed right away the light spilling over the drapes. "Hmmm," I thought to myself, "that isn't right."
I tried to make it all right. "It's OK. It's Sunday, right?"
I realized it wasn't Sunday. There's nothing like a little panic to really get you up and going in the morning, is there. Yes, I overslept. No, I hadn't turned on the alarm clock the night before. ACK! I better get a move on! I made it to work on time, dressed and everything (One of the good things about putting together my clothes for the week as I do laundry. No thinking, just grabbing). Even got Raine off to school, too.
It was nice, though, getting that extra hour of sleep.
The alarm? Oh, I already turned it on for tomorrow. Yeah.