I'm pretty sure I fell asleep right after Glee last night. Maybe even before it was over. All I know is that I was awakened this morning, by Abbey, doing her Lassie imitation of 'Timmy's in the well,' at 8:05 this morning.
My kids' school starts at 8:00.
They were up, by the way, I think playing in the bathtub. I don't know for sure, because I yelled for them to get dressed and get downstairs while I staggered in the kitchen for coffee. A record 15 minutes later, they were dressed, brushed, combed and in the car, me having shoved a granola bar at them for breakfast.
I also didn't know that the temperature had dropped 30 degrees overnight, so all they have are hoodies instead of real coats. I realized that I had a hair appt. right after I dropped them off, and didn't want to reschedule. So I had to go unshowered with yesterday's makeup and whatever mismatched clothes I'd yanked on - also with no coat.
Of course, Nolan calls and wants me to have lunch, too.
It was like a whole morning-long walk of shame. And all I did was fall asleep. Not even anything good.
So now I'm home, about to go soak in the tub and scrub my face, praying that I don't fall asleep again before I have to go pick up the kids from school. I'm getting them an alarm clock at the earliest point possible.
Good times. Gooooooood times.