In which I see seven AM for the first time in awhile.
Snow asked me to take him to the airport this morning. He had a flight departing at 6:10 AM, and we were supposed to leave his house — which is a block away — at 3:45 this morning. I set my phone alarm, got up at 3:15, dressed and put in my contact lenses, let Bindu out, and was where I was supposed to be on time.
His whole house was dark and all the doors were locked. I lurked around for ten minutes and called his cell five times — later I learned it was in Denver — before I gave up and went home.
I stayed awake for another hour or more expecting him to call, but he didn’t and I finally crashed. Just about the time I finally entered REM sleep, my cell rang and jarred me awake. Oof. Instant headache.
So now it’s ten AM and I just got home from a round trip to Cedar Rapids. Ten AM may be “morning” to some people, but I’m on India time and I’ve been up all night. DISCO NAP!
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DISCO NAPS ROCK! Of course, now you’re going to have to go the Disco! Woo hoo! PARTY!
Oh if only we HAD a disco way out here in BFE! I would totally go. It would be awesome. I’d do the Hustle and everything. -m
You are more than a mere mortal, my dear.
Shh, don’t TELL anyone my love! đŸ˜‰ -m
What happened to Snow? Taxi? Missed the flight? You can’t leave us hanging here!
I took him late and dropped him off at the airport at about 8:30. He flew standby. He wants me to pick him up next Monday. Yay! Money! -m
Hi! IT’S MEEEEE!
Yay! (“Look what I can do!” *spaz, spaz*) -m
I do not enjoy having to be up by 8AM, so I don’t. Consequently I’m, late for work, but no one is perfect, right? Actually, lately, I’ve been waking up at exactly 749AM. I don’t get up, but I’m at least semi-conscious. If it weren’t for the heat, I’d never leave the bed.
Tardiness is a sign of wonderfulness. Sometimes I’m so wonderful I don’t show up at all. đŸ˜‰ -m
Morning time is the best time. I bet you 7AM was so awesome that you’re going to set your alarm so you can experience it all over again.
Eewh. No. No! Gah! -m
hating you now…
i want to avoid 7AM as much as possible, but can’t.
I want 7AM to go away. -m