*And* I was late again this morning. My alarm went off at 5 and due to an overwhelming exhaustion- I got up, stumbled into the kitchen, made myself a peanut butter jelly sandwich, and went back to bed. At 6:30, when I finally regained consciousness, (clutching a half-eaten sandwich) I tried to figure out my thought process that morning. Apparently I must have thought I had *the clairvoyance*... and the only reason I set my alarm for that particular time was because I *knew* I was going to be hungry. Hm. Wouldn’t that be something? ;)
And since that moment- I’ve been able to think of practically nothing else but going home after work and getting back into bed. But I have to help one of my co-workers out later and call one of my friends back... ugh. How sad is it that Nap-Time has become a treat? LAME!
I’m only 2 cats and a crocheted sweater away from turning into the Cat Lady!!
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