Sunday, Not Monday

30 Jun

Saturday is sleep in day.

Sunday is mildly sleep in, but definite nap in the afternoon.

Monday through Friday is work and up too freakishly early.

So, it’s a Sunday morning. I have a bit longer to sleep than Monday. My mom comes to the door, “Get up! You’re late for work!”

Me, “Mom, it’s Sunday. I have another 35 minutes to sleep.”

Mom, “Oh. See you in a bit.”

Yeah, right. This announcement awoke my supposed starving cats. No sleep for the person-owned-by-cats when the cats know that a meal MIGHT be a possibility! To avoid my dear darling Daisy pulling an eye lid down with one paw and sticking the other paw in my eye, I got up.

Oh well, maybe they’d let me nap later.

Moral of the Story: Avoid waking the cat owner attempting to get a few extra winks.

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Posted by on June 30, 2010 in Uncategorized


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