The alarm went off at 5:30 this morning. I had no clue what day it was or why the alarm was waking me up.
Do I have to get up for work? I don't think so.
Do I have to get hubby up?
Is it a school day? Am I just getting up to get the kids up for school? Um, yeah. That's it! I think.
I dragged by butt out of bed, put on my slippers and went into the bathroom. Still not quite sure why I was getting up. Then I remembered, yesterday was Sunday and I worked my one day this week. So, yeah, I guess it's Monday.
Ugh, don't ya just hate days like that?