Why do I sleep so late?

Saturday has come and gone. I woke up late this morning, as usual. Now that the weather is so much cooler, I think I need to set my alarm clock on weekends so that I can enjoy it. I can't stand the heat of summer - too hot, too muggy, and I hate that sticky feeling when it's so humid and I can't breath. I'm not fond of sweating, but I'd rather have it pouring down my back than just be sticky.

I need to do laundry, or drop it off and have it done rather. Not that I'll get it all done, I should have dropped it off yesterday, but I never got around to it. So now, I have to do just enough to get me through Monday and Tuesday. I'll drop the rest off Monday after work and hope I don't run into Bibleman. Then I'll pick it up Tuesday after work...and hope I don't run into Bibleman. He stresses me out way too much, even just seeing him brings on an instant migraine.

I slept in my bed the last two nights, after having spent the last two months sleeping on the couch. I can't say I got any more rest in doing so though. I'd like to sleep in bed tonight, but since I have to work tomorrow I think I better bunk out in the living room again. For some strange reason, I seem to wake up earlier if I sleep on the couch. I'm so afraid that if I sleep in my bed, I won't wake up in time and I'll be late for work.

Well, today's our anniversary. So I better get my laundry off so I can get home, eat breakfast, take a shower, and head over to Mother Mitchell's. It's 10:45AM. Why do I sleep so late?

Toodles...