I lay there arguing with myself – “Get up and get ready for work!” “No, I want to sleep. I need more sleep.” “Time to get up! Get up already!” “Oh, I am too tired.”
Then I looked at the clock. 3am. Silly, me! It’s not time to get up, you can sleep. : ) A bathroom break, a drink of water, and contentedly snuggled down again.
And Could NOT Go Back To Sleep!
So, I just lay there with my eyes closed, TRYING to go back to sleep. I figured if I wasn’t getting sleep, I was at least getting rest. Oh, I groaned when my phone vibrated the wake up alarm.
Later, I pulled all kinds of left over bits out of the refrigerator, but was unable to figure out what put together a lunch before I decided I had to go.
Where were my keys???!! Not clipped to my purse where I keep them. Or on the table. Or in my purse. Or by my bed. Andrew helped me search. At last I realized. They were clipped to my bike basket, locked in the shed. I had gotten home right behind the guys and they had unlocked the bike shed and the house, so I had not needed my keys. They stayed on my basket where they were “convenient” to reach.
Andrew came out and unlocked the shed so I could get my bike. As we chatted, I loaded up my bike, turned on my various lights, put on my gloves and then reached in my basket for my helmet. But it wasn’t there! Oh, I had already put it on.
You may find it difficult to believe that I actually made it to work one piece (despite being nearly hit by a truck making a left turn without looking left!)
and have not made any major blunders yet of which I am aware.