Unfortunate

I convinced my mom last night to let the dogs out when she and my father leave for work in the morning, mainly because they come into my room all wiggly and snuffly and wake me up (it's 8 am when they do this. Part of me feels guilty about complaining, the other part doesn't care because I love my sleep). So this morning, mom did as I asked. Unfortunately, I got a phone call at 8:10 asking if I would come in and substitute at a pre-school I have been working at since I was in high school. I said no, because it's my last day with E before she goes to college, and then I fell back asleep.

It was basically like having the dogs wake me up. Cannot win for losing sometimes.