That is what I'm doing today. Happens about a week or so after the steroids almost every time.
I fell asleep early last night, slept like a rock (for a change), hit the snooze button twice on the alarm clock this morning, but finally *did* get up in time to feed my child before sending him off into the big bad world of school. Laid back down at about 8:45 and got up at about 11... and only then cause I heard Tom outside on the golf cart....
The golf cart that he just went and bought. It's handy to get around the farm on, but couldn't he have gotten a quieter one? We've had them here before, but both are dead in the fence rows somewhere after years and years of use (and some abuse I'm sure). At least now I can use it to check the mail or go over to the shop.. not stranded in the house all day. So I guess it's a good thing... if only it hadn't woke me up! :)
But for now, I'm gonna go and pour *more* coffee down my throat and see if I can come out of this haze I'm in... I really wouldn't mind the steroids so much if it weren't for these crash landings...