After a very late night at work (I didn't get home until after 11pm) I set my alarm to sleep as long as possible this morning. I have to be back at work at 11am, so I set my alarm for 9:30. That would give me time to drink a cup of coffee, shower, and drive there. I didn't make it to bed until almost 1am, since I can't go right to bed when I'm keyed up from work, but that should have still meant a little over 8 hours to rest. Right? Wrong!
First Marco started to screech for attention. He's usually pretty good about being quiet in the morning, but not today. I think when Gregg left for work he decided it was time for me to come uncover his cage and let him out. Then my jerk neighbor started up with his lawn mower. This is a guy who regularly runs his lawn mower, weed trimmer, and table saw at the crack of dawn. In the summer, when it got really hot by noon, I could kind of understand him wanting to get an early start on that kind of stuff, but not now that the weather is much more mild. And even in the summer, it's pretty inconsiderate to crank up power tools before 8am! I don't think he has a job, at least not one that he leaves his house for, and you'd think that after 6 years of living beside us he'd notice that I often get home very late at night. I think he just doesn't care. He's never been very considerate, and neither is his wife. They don't bother to speak or wave hello if we see them outside, even after several years of close proximity.
Oh well. At least I have time for an extra cup or two of coffee. I'm going to need it!