Why's the sun gone?

One of the nice things about leaving work when I did (and also about having a job that only started at 10 am) is that I was able to generally sidestep the whole "waking up before the sun rises" thing. I absolutely hate waking up when it's still dark out.

On the other hand, I had to do it today because I'm helping a friend move and we need to be out of the house by 8:15.

Unfortunately, it looks like I'm gonna be waking up in the dark for all of January, since my classes start at 8:15, and I'll probably need to leave the house around 7:30. Boo.

I really should have learned by now...

...to ask people whether they have cats before I go over.

Sorry, Jody, for not helping you finish your move. Between my puny arms and my allergies, things were not going so well for me. I started hacking up a lung just have I left.

Hope everything goes well for you on your trip!

Don't I feel stupid

We had a 5-minute power outage today. No worries; I just reset all the clocks and that was that.

Or so I thought.

So there I am, lying in bed this afternoon, half-napping. I know we've got a dinner thing that we want to get to, but I don't remember what time it's set for. The clock says 5:05. Plenty of time. No one sets a dinner for 5:00.

Marc comes back into the room. "When's dinner?" I asked. "Right about now," he said.

My eyes flicker open. "At 5:00?"

"It's 6:30."

Suddenly jolted into a state of awakeness, I look at my clock. Still says 5:05. (Well, 5:06 at this point).

Turns out when I reset the clock, I managed to hit the "set alarm" button for an hour and a half of it, so the clock was set an hour and a half slow, and the alarm was set for 1:30.

Man, I can be stupid sometimes.

We're going anyway. We're gonna be a half-hour late. We haven't RSVPed.

I feel stupid.