Last Thursday

5:45 am - alarm goes off. hit snooze. roll over.
6:15 am - snooze goes off for the first time. look at phone. panic. hit snooze again. fumble for bathrobe. stumble into the bathroom.
6:20 am - the Counselor takes my place in the bathroom. I get halfway dressed and curl up at the foot of the bed.
6:25 am - the Counselor goes back to bed and tells me if I'm going to snooze, to set another alarm and at least snuggle.
6:35 am - alarm goes off again. stumble out of bed. finish dressing myself. slop some soup in a tupperware container and grab a spoon to take to work for lunch. coat. purse. keys.
6:50 am - kiss the Counselor goodbye. turn off all the lights.
6:55 am - wait for the car to defog enough to back out of the parking spot.
7:05 am - waddle into starbucks for breakfast sandwhich and a BIG coffee.
7:15 am - pull out of the parking lot and sit in bumper to bumper traffic.
7:30 am - pass the 6 or 7 car accident on the northbound side of the freeway that is blocking 2 of the 3 lanes. send up a prayer of thanks that I'm not one of the schmucks stuck south of that mess and proceed on my southerly route, much faster than before this point.
7:45 am - park and start unlocking the office.
8:00 am - beginning to reach some level of wakefulness.

This day continued to 10:30 pm before I got home. I won't bore you with the rest. Needless to say, I was really tired by the time the weekend came.