Needless to say, after all that preparation I was shocked to see that the clock read 8:10 the next time I opened my eyes. Lost in fatigue and utter confusion, my first thought was to jump into the shower. I then proceeded to get dressed, speed my way over to campus and made it one hour late to class--only a minute after the professor had arrived after, apparently, over sleeping.
I get lucky on occasion.
And now it is officially summer vacay, babybear is here and I am worry-free for a couple of weeks. Life is good.
Wishing everyone a lovely weekend!