Thanks, and Oops!

For my birthday, Andrea got me a replacement thermometer. I know, it's as exciting as it gets but if $12.99 can give me that level of calmness and quiet joy, you'd buy one for me, too.

So this morning, my alarm goes off at 7, like usual. Only something doesn't go right in my brain and I convince myself that I'd taken my temp earlier somehow, like when I was sleeping. I also convinced myself that I'd looked at the wonderfully back-lit device to confirm this. So I turned off the alarm and went back to sleep, only to wake up 2 hours later, knowing full well that I am just THAT tired.

No temp today.