Not so good...

Today, I woke up at 12:57 p.m. Fortunately for all involved, I have Fridays off of work. But how tired does one have to be to sleep that long?

I am reminded of how I felt all through college, this headachy, draggy sort of feeling. And I realized that God does indeed intend us to get our butts out of bed at a reasonable hour so that we do not a.) Feel like crap all day, and b.) find ourselves at 5:35 on a Friday wondering where the day went, and realizing that it went away while I was sleeping, as I got up only 4.5 hours ago.

There are some advantages to being childless and having Fridays off, and one of those, of course, is sleeping in. But I'm thinking, after today, that some sort of alarm is going to be necessary even on such days off. This is at the same time disheartening and encouraging. Because unlike those college days, I am older and perfectly aware that life slips by fast enough as it is, and gosh darn it, I don't need to sleep it all away (there is something to be said for my mother's phrase, "you're sleeping away the day!").

Happy weekend to you all. I am well-rested and will be unable to sleep tonight. We'll see how it goes from there!