Just so you don't think I just forgot to get up on the right side of my bed, I DID have a reason for being a cranky cat.
The night before I tried to be a good girl and go to bed early. I had the lights out by 9:30pm - unheard of for me. I figured I would simply wake up when J called for the night. I dozed off to slumber land, with amazing ease. Around 10:45pm, my 12 year old golden, Willow, woke me up. She has very bad cataracts and does move around well in the dark - I assumed she needed some to help her find the kitchen to get a drink. I got her into the kitchen and she headed straight to the back door - she needed to go out. Now, in the light of day, I am so glad that she woke me up, I would have been much more upset in the morning had she not. Nonetheless, it took me out of my bed. She goes out and decides she wants to play in the snow. Ordinarily, I would be thrilled that she felt up to playing - BUT I WANTED TO GO BACK TO BED. I wore her out by tossing some snowballs for her - in my PJs and back to the bedroom we went.
The clock is reminding me that I need to get everyone up and out the door for school and I am now WIDE awake! I decide to read until J calls to tell me how his day was. Suddenly it is 11:45pm and I am guessing that there will be no call tonight. Who knows why. Why fight the droopy eyes, I let myself drift off.