OMG I am So Late!

With yesterday being a long rainy boring day at work and then another hour and a half at the dentist waiting on T for his fillings (during which time my phone died) I was pretty done.
Even with the rain our humidity level was still high.
Supper was easy.
Rotisserie chicken and Cesar salad.
Dishes in dishwasher and done.
Laundry in dryer and done.
Sat on couch and read emails.
After a bit I shifted and leaned my head against the arm rest.
Was playing my game during which I kept dropping off. 😴😴😴😴
Figured I would crawl into bed and read.
At least this way if I did drop off I would not wake up with a cricked neck.
I have no idea what time I dropped off at. 😴😴😴😴
Suddenly I am awake. 😲😲😲😲
It is bright out.
I grab my phone and it reads 8:59.
I blink rapidly and nothing is making sense.
Except that I am half hour late for work and why did no one call me?
I fly out of bed and race into T’s room.
Me: T get up get up I overselpt it is 8:59.
T: Okay and?
Me: What do you mean and? It is 8:59 I am late.
Me: Why did you not wake me up? OMG I have to shower. T get a move on.
T: Mom
Me: What? OMG I need to call them and tell them I will be there soon.
T (laughing hysterically): Mom stop. It is 9 at night. You have only been asleep for maybe half hour.
Me: Oh. Ok.
I went to bathroom and crawled back into bed.
T comes in.
T: Mom did you think that it was morning?
Me: Shut up. Yes I did.
T (laughing): Mom the sun is not up.
Me (laughing): I realize that now.
I laid in bed and laughed until tears ran down my face. 😂😂😂😂😂
T was leaning against the doorframe laughing away. 🤣🤣🤣
I suppose too that is why the good night message I received which on my phone said had been a half hour prior to the time made no sense to me.
Time telling only works if you are awake and in the same time zone as everyone else around you. 😜🤣😜🤣😜😂😂😂😂
©June 10/21
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