I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

I over slept today.

By 2 hours.

I knew this day would come. And today was the day.

We did go to be late last night. Or I should say early this morning.

Adam didn’t have to be at work at his normal time so he stayed up watching TV. He was asleep on the couch when I got home.

I did all of my Friday night chores. Yes, I have a different list for each day. I enjoy doing them. I like keeping our house nice and neat. And the cats like it that I scoop the litter every day.

I then made dinner. I used to eat dinner before my shift at work. But I found that scarfing food in 4 minutes, while people ask you questions was far from enjoyable. I eat when I get home now.

I make dinner, and I eat it at my computer in my office, which I’m actively using for the first time since we moved in 7 years ago. I enjoy it a lot. My dinner. My office. My computer.

I eat, and read the news, read reviews of the restaurant, etc.

Once I’m finished eating, I write whatever posts I’m writing for the night.

Last night I finished up around 2:00. Cleaned up my dinner dishes and joined Adam on the couch.

I watched TV and read Facebook.

It was about 3:30 or 4:00 when I woke him up to go to bed.

Our lights were out by 4:30.

Yes, this is late, but not really when the alarm won’t go off until 11:30.

Except.

I didn’t set my alarm last night.

We turned off the lights, and I was asleep in about 15 seconds. And it was a restful sleep. And I didn’t wake up all night.

And I was still sleeping when Adam called. He was concerned as I didn’t call him on my way to work. I dial his number when I’m leaving the house. Sometimes we talk. Often he sends me to voicemail because he can’t talk. He is at work after all.

I hear the phone ringing this morning, pick it up and wonder why the hell he is calling when he knows I like to sleep.

I look at the phone again and realize that I am seeing the time as well.

It’s 1:45. It’s 2 hours past alarm time. And I’m currently 45 minutes late for work.

Here’s the thing. I still have to shower, which will take 15 minutes.

And it’s a 45 minute drive to work the minute I start my car.

I got to work at 2:45. An hour forty-five late.

I did text my boss before I left to say I was on my way.

I got there and hit the ground running. Luckily messages were only 20. And I was able to get everything I HAVE to do before service starts.

However, Saturdays and Sundays are the days I get caught up from the week. So I did not get all any those things done today.

Chef only asked what happened. He laughed when I told him. He knows I like to sleep. He’s awake at 6:30 every morning, no matter his bedtime.

I’m a sleeper. I could and would sleep till 4:00 every day if I didn’t have responsibilities. During Covid shut down, I hardly ever got out of bed till 3:00.

Sleep truly is the most glorious thing in the world.

I like to think that when I die, it will be like sleep forever.

At least I hope so.