Woke up this morning to alarm going off at 5 am as usual. After asking N to shut it off (self strategically situated far away from alarm), lay there for a few minutes feeling generally at peace with the world. And was highly amused that, out of sheer habit, we had set the alarm to 5 am even on a saturday.
Realized, with a jolt (after 15 more minutes of rolling around in that delicious half-asleep mode that’s only possible early in the morning), that saturday is another day away.
Much worse than if it had just been friday all along, let me tell you.