Oversleeping

Yes, I overslept this morning. I never do that! I'm trying to make this Kevin's fault, but it's difficult. I always stay up later on Sunday than I do during the week. It's not too much of an issue because I've slept later on Sunday mornings.

Last night, as I'm watching my Sunday evening shows, Kevin said he was going to bed. He asked when I had to be in today and I told him 6. He said, "OK, I turned on your alarm. It's set for 4:50." "OK," I said. Let's do the math. I have an hour commute and I have to be at work at 6. The alarm should have been set for 3:50!

I hate that panic that sets in when running late. Running THIS late? Total chaos. We made it on time, but I was a nervous wreck until about 8. I knew that I needed to double check the alarm and get more sleep tonight, to avoid another issue, so I came up with a solution.

I'm in bed.

Yes, it's true. I came home, changed into jammies, and climbed into bed at 6:15. Kevin brought dinner to me and I'm in for the night. I'll watch TV, but I'll do it from bed and probably fall asleep early.

Yup. It's a good plan.