Well, that's substandard.

I woke up at 5AM after some tossing and turning - because I'm at a hotel, and you know how that goes.

My alarm was set for an hour and fifteen minutes later, so I rolled over and went back to sleep.  I woke up again and thought, I wonder how long before the alarm goes off?  I looked at the phone - it was 7:10.  We were set to leave in 20 minutes.

I hauled ass out of bed, took a quick shower, threw on some clothes and made it downstairs in time to choke down some bacon and an English muffin.

There's something to be said for being low-maintenance.  I put on makeup in the car on the way to the client site.  Now, my hair wasn't perfect, but I was reasonably clean and presentable.

I still don't know what happened.  Did I just sleep through the alarm?  Did it never go off?  Did I turn it off and go back to sleep?  I have NO CLUE.

I never oversleep.  Never.  So, this was new territory.  Tonight, I've set my phone with a hugely obnoxious alarm tone.  I'll probably have the front desk do a wake up call too - just in case.  And tomorrow, we start an hour earlier.  Because... I have a job where that shit happens.

If I can make it on the plane tomorrow night, I'm good.  I can sleep on the flight home.  And Thursday is an easyish day.  Customers in house for an Advisory Board meeting, then dinner.

Somewhere fancy.  And I can be charming.

This weekend, I'll take time to celebrate my 9th wedding anniversary.  If I don't fall over, first.