it sure is

This morning I woke up and thought, 'I could just sleep in all the way until it was time to clock in for work... that's a thing that could happen.'

(It sort of isn't, or at least not exactly. The cat would still want her usual schedule, but I could have gotten up to do her things and then gone back to bed for a while.)

Anyway, that seemed sort of not ideal? Because really, if I was going to do that, I should just call in sick to work and sleep much longer! But I did not, so here I am, like a fool in my pajamas, neither ready for the workday nor well-rested.

(A classic John Mulaney bit: "I also don't want me to be doing what I'm doing.")