Somebody, pleeeeeeease tell me that I'm not the only one that's ever done this! I went to work this morning as usual but ended up with the mother of all sinus headaches - haven't had one that bad in a long, long time. I mean the kind where my sinuses feel like they're burning, I get dizzy and sick to my stomach and it hurts to even move my eyes. So I packed it in and headed for home. As luck would have it, I was all out of Tylenol or anything else that could have helped, so I stopped at the store and bought some, then went home. I dosed up, grabbed a pillow and a blanket, and hit the sofa, with my little snuggle buddy (Ragan the Boston) in her usual spot right next to me. That was about noon and the last thing I remember. Bear in mind that I sleep on the living room sofa every night, with the TV on ... can you see it coming yet???) Next thing I know, I'm waking up and I see the clock and it says 5:30 and I'm doing this huge internal panic thing because I have my clock set to get up at 4:30 a.m. (yes, it takes me that long to get ready!) and I think I've overslept! The headache has been pushed to the background but it's still there. Then I see that I haven't even set the clock! What's wrong with me? And it's way too bright outside to be 5:30 am! Is the clock wrong on top of everything else, and now I'll be late to work? And my other dog, Freebie, is outside! When did I get up and let the dog out? Don't remember doing that at all! So I sit up and put my feet on the floor in a zombie-like daze, while I try to figure this all out. But wait ... maybe it's Saturday morning instead of Friday? Yeah, that's it! No, it's gotta be Friday ... Then I sit up and I notice that the wrong TV program is on! What's Charlie Gibson doing on this early? Has something big happened and I slept through it? Or maybe I'm in the Twilight Zone? Then I'm pushing buttons on the remote looking for Good Morning America, but it doesn't come on till 6:00. So I get up and stumble to the kitchen (without my glasses, which is always disorienting) and notice that I didn't set the coffee pot like I usually do either! And then very, v-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y the fog starts to lift and I begin to consider the remote possibiity that it just might still be Thursday afternoon instead of Friday morning (or even Saturday morning!). Yeah, maybe that's it! That would explain a lot! Then I stumbled in to the bathroom and noticed that my hair and makeup still looked too good for me to have slept all night and I decided for sure that it was still Thursday! It's a darned good thing too, because I was all ready to start getting ready for work! I would have figured it out eventually because it would have been getting DARK while I was driving in! I'm still a little disappointed that it's not Saturday morning though! Haven't felt so dumb in a long, long time and for me, that's saying a lot! It took me at least TEN full minutes to figure out what day it was and if it was morning or afternoon! Do we still have that icon with the little embarassed guy pulling a paper bag over his head????????