I don't typically oversleep. And when I do, it's mere minutes. Still, those lost minutes can mess up my whole day. Today I overslept for 56 minutes. I'm screwed.
I am not sure exactly what woke me up, but I think it was BigB walking by the door. She goes to the kitchen to retrieve her ironed clothes every school day, and usually that movement jars me to jump from bed and get I going. Today, I guess I missed it the first time. She did walk by the room, and I jumped up, and looked at her and she was DRESSED AND READY TO GO! I know the first words from my mouth were "I've overslept", and she chastised me, "Maaahhhhmmm, it's 6:04!". Considering we generally walk out the door by 6:10, I deserved the chastising! Needless to say, this morning's trip to the bus was done in PJ's, with one eye open, one hand on the wheel and the other sucking down coffee in giant gulps!
Well, trying to recover from a lost hour on a work day is just about impossible. Kinda messes up the whole day! But I am trying! :)
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