In which our heroine has no idea what the hell happened
I woke up this morning at 6:00, or a few minutes after. The reason I know this is because my alarm was set for 6:15, and I turned the alarm off when I got out of bed.
NOTE: this is important. The alarm was on, and I turned it off. And I got up.
I went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle, fed the cute baby. Helped Pete change the baby's diaper and get him into clothes for the day. Got MYSELF into clothes for the day.
SECOND NOTE: none of these things take very long. Perhaps 30 or 40 minutes has elapsed at this point.
I have the baby in arms and go into the kitchen, thinking, "Hooray, I have ten minutes or so to have a bowl of cereal before I need to leave at 7." And I look at the clock, and say "Does that actually say 7:50?!?"
Yep. It did. I still have no idea what the ever-loving hell happened this morning, but I was an hour late to work because of it.
Freak wormhole? Daylight Savings existing only inside my house? Feel free to discuss.
NOTE: this is important. The alarm was on, and I turned it off. And I got up.
I went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle, fed the cute baby. Helped Pete change the baby's diaper and get him into clothes for the day. Got MYSELF into clothes for the day.
SECOND NOTE: none of these things take very long. Perhaps 30 or 40 minutes has elapsed at this point.
I have the baby in arms and go into the kitchen, thinking, "Hooray, I have ten minutes or so to have a bowl of cereal before I need to leave at 7." And I look at the clock, and say "Does that actually say 7:50?!?"
Yep. It did. I still have no idea what the ever-loving hell happened this morning, but I was an hour late to work because of it.
Freak wormhole? Daylight Savings existing only inside my house? Feel free to discuss.