I arose on Monday morning and started to plan out the day as I turned the coffee pot on and came into the office to start up the computer. I remembered that I hadn't switched on the space heater in the bathroom; on the way back to take care of that, I noticed that the light was on in the basement, but I figured I'd take care of that later.
When I entered the bedroom, I found my husband snoring in bed and realized that it wasn't time to wake up; I hadn't even gone to bed yet. So I started back to turn off the basement light.
And then I woke up for real, and it was barely 12:20 a.m.
Dreams like that just piss me off.
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