I think it was at least partially because I don't really wake up all the way before I get to work-- I kind of doze on the bus on the way in. But all these clues kept happening that I ignored... like the bus coming at the wrong time (which I attributed to the weather), having all new people on the bus and a new driver (which I attributed to the lateness of the bus), and the fact that it never got light (which I attributed to the storm).
This series of sleepy justifications is what happened to me, too! It was pitch black outside (I guess it's still too early for sunrise). I was exhausted (too much schoolwork, need a break). The clock reads four a.m. (!) (must have been a power outage four hours ago).
I love Sophia's story. I love more that she laughs at herself. And love most that she shares with us!!
ION, my brain is like at 45% focus on work. Holiday time + new job != productivity.
I'm used to waking up with utterly no clue what day it is. It is a very good thing I rely on outside cues (npr as an alarm- Speaking of Faith or It's Only a Game mean that it is weekend.)
Kat! When come back, I have something to give you.
ita, I am sorry for the sucky start to the day. fie!
I have an empty house, which means I need to get started on putting the kitchen back into its proper place. But I am having a mild freakout about how much I need to do between now and next week. Holidays were way less stressful when I was a kid.
Also? Question for the LAistas: What should I do for my anniversary? I have a sitter lined up for Friday, but nothing else is set up (see above).
I spent an hour or so of Sunday morning convinced that it was really Monday, and that I had missed the whole getting up early for the Monday morning meeting thing I was supposed to do. I had come up with a number of good excuses about why I missed it before I realized I could just go back to sleep and not care.
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thanks for all the comments on my shiny hair! i was unsure about the length, but i think i'm coming to really, really like it. i'm using the flat iron to flip the ends up and that's fun.
Sophia your story gave me a good giggle. i've done the getting up at weird hours and start getting ready for work/school, but never made it out of the house before i realized what was going on. i love that you had reasonable explanations for things that could've tipped you off. hilarious.
IOmememeN i think my sister and i have finally found a house. it's in a different area than where we were looking, but it's still not far from the rest of the family. so...*fingers crossed*.
Kat--do you still want the TV?
ita, yes! Absolutely! It's just now a matter of scheduling.
Burrell! Also scheduling!
It warmed up to 30 degrees. Now Noodle and I have taken our naps (I love vacation) and he's lying beneath the christmas tree since the tree's lights are endlessly amusing.
I am on strike. I refuse to leave the house today. Yesterday, we went to a sort of open house thing where there were: 3 grandma aged women, 1 grandpa aged man, 5 me-aged women (more or less), 2 me-aged men, 2 babies and 2 puppies. After, we had dinner at K's dad's place where there 5 couples, a six-year-old and Noah. Then we opened gifts for over an hour. No wonder he's melting down today. Too much!
Will there be under the Xmas tree pictures?
(Pleeeeease?)
