that on the first day of summer vacation, a day I could sleep in until I heard Ian wake up, I'm awake before the time my alarm clock would normally go off. And on a normal work day, I would have hit snooze at least two times, though more like three. Today, I was ready to get up and had to force myself to try and lay in bed and snooze some more, because that's what I longed for every day of work.
Why is it, as well, that on my first day of vacation, a day in which I have appointments and errands scheduled because Ian would still be at day care, that he wakes up with a temp too high for my conscience to let me take him to day care.
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