This morning, I woke up to the alarm and stared at the clock for about 30 seconds while the music was playing, trying to figure out why the alarm was going off. I couldn't think about what day it was. Was it a work day? What day is it?
I was in a complete haze!
And then it hit me - ugh - yes, it IS a work day.
A "rude awakening" I believe it's called.
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Dear God: Please add another day to the weekend. Amen!
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2 comments:
oooh that is just mean. i hate that feeling. but sooo love when it happens on a weekend and i can just go back to sleep!
that feeling sucks. 'nough said.
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