Guess what happens when you fall asleep on the couch at three in the afternoon because you were up half the night, and wake up at six thirty? If you are me, you bolt awake and look at the clock and think it's morning. Then you take a look at yourself in the mirror and decide you look like the Cryptkeeper and at 8:30 you have to get to motor vehicles to renew your drivers license because it's the last day before it expires. You want to be there at 8:30 before the lines are snaked around the building. Then you make coffee for the hubby, deciding there is absolutely nothing you can so with the Billy Idol hair do in such a short period of time, and boy is that new picutre gonna be excellent. After that, you think you might be going blind because it is suddenly getting darker and darker and oh crap, another storm is rolling in. When you look in the bed where you should have slept all night, there is no hubby. Wow! He got up really early to post his classes on line. While making the coffee, he comes up from his office and is so shocked to see you in the kitchen, he actually thinks you are making dinner. Uh, no. But that's when I realized it was night.
I will say it was the best three and a half hours sleep I have had in weeks. But...duh. Have a terrific evening, afternoon, morning...whatever!
huggies
Donna