Got caught up last night getting my hair cut and going for a run and making banana bread and washing my kitchen floor. Which kept me up later than I probably should have stayed up. Which meant I was a tad tired waking up this morning. Which is not abnormal for me.
What is abnormal is getting to the office, taking off the commuter-girl tennis shoes I wore to bike in with, and zipping up these knee-length black boots
then walking the length of my office to make a cup of coffee and pick up something from the file room before realizing that something felt a bit ... off... then realizing I had zipped the boots onto the wrong legs
In my defense, this is how they look from above, on the wrong feet.
Not so obvious, no?
Still. It probably should have been, sooner than I deduced.
Oh, sleep. You necessary evil.