Sad moment

I am a very light sleeper. Which is usually not a bad thing; if an intruder should try and invade my apartment in the middle of the night, I would quickly be prepared to... witness my demise? And I pretty much never oversleep. Most days, in fact, I usually wake up before my alarm clock.
That was the case this morning. I was still super-sleepy when I woke up, but the earplugs I've decided to wear as a guard against someone's occassional snoring problem were starting to bug me, so I took them out. Then I heard noises that suggested, actually, life might be better if the earplugs were back in my ears. But at that point, I decided it was too late, might as well just get up and shower because my alarm would be going off in a few minutes anyway.

So, I shower. And then I sit at the computer to check the weather, email, headlines, etc. It's usually something I try and skip in the mornings because either I have no interesting email and the headlines or boring (and really, it's not so hard to guess what the weather will be like today: it's going to be cold outside but about 85 in my office, so, inevitably, my wardrobe choices will lead to discomfort at some point) or there is interesting email and headlines and I'm suddenly 15 minutes behind schedule. Anyway. Only a moment ago did I glance down at the clock and see it change to 7 am. Did Daylight Savings go into affect today? No, that makes no sense. That's a weekend thing. And then I realize, oh crap, it says 7 am because it is 7 am. I was so tired that, when I woke up and glanced at the clock, my tired eyes read 6:30 as 7:30 and decided it was time to get up.

It was, in fact, time to roll over and sleep for another hour and 15 minutes. Argh.

Update: Decided to go back to bed, nap for 45 minutes with towel on my head. Was moderately successful, but was still way tired when 8 am rolled around. Got coffee on way to office, possible mistake as it's made me super-wired and yet, somehow, still tired. I say it everyday, but it bears repeating: it's hard to be me.