Good morning, all.
I woke earlier, crawled back into bed for another hour of sleep, actually got into a decent sleep, had a dream about being on a trip in some luxury hotel and finding my suitcase and belongings removed from my room before I was ready to check out, suddenly realizing (now I'm back in bed, in the hotel) that my plane back home was in the early afternoon, not evening, and I might be missing it as we speak, and jolting myself awake so I could get up and call the front desk to ask where the HELL was my stuff... when what happened was I was jolting myself awake right here at home.
So you see, kids, some days it just doesn't pay to go to bed.