I agreed to leave at 9, as a short recap.
But when I said we’d leave at 9, I meant I got out of my bed at 9 o’clock.
I went to my bed after having the most delicious dinner to celebrate the weekend, and then went to sleep. The sun was still rising and someone started shaking my shoulders, telling me to open my eyes and start getting ready.
I’m telling you, opening your eyes at a really EARLY 7 IN THE MORNING, when you’ve set your eyes to wake up at 9 o’clock¸ is probably one of the worst tortures you could ever give to someone. It’s like you passed out at night after drinking 5 bottles of hardcore wine, and then your Mom wakes you up at 6 in the morning with her loud voice. I’m telling you, it never gets better.
You see, in every situation we should have at least two options, right? O
