This morning was the first day back into the full-on routine. I stupidly stayed up until midnight, so when my alarm started blaring at 6:15 I was a little confused. I had just been dreaming that I was having lunch with Wil Wheaton and his wife Anne (clearly I am being influenced by Wil’s presence on Twitter) so I wasn’t even sure where I was, especially since 6:15 is still just a tiny bit lighter than pitch black outside.

I hit snooze and dozed for the next nine minutes (and never got back to my dream so I have no idea if the chicken I had ordered was any good or not), then turned the alarm off and dragged my ass out of bed. I debated going out in my pajamas and coat, but decided that flannel is warm but not quite thick enough so I managed to dress myself and get Pearl. Pearl, meanwhile, has also gotten used to late nights and late mornings. Having been walked sometime after midnight when George got home, she was not quite ready to get up and go outside at 6:30.

Then when we came back I found that Breanna was mildly hysterical because she had woken up and not found me in my normal place. She calmed down once I got in and she realized that I had not actually disappeared into thin air.

Hayley was not keen to get up either and it took a few minutes of prodding and also of interpreting the mumbles which were her breakfast request. She only wanted applesauce which isn’t very filling but I decided that for the first morning it would be easier to let that one go and give her what she wanted since it was at least healthy and they do have a fairly early morning snack at school.

Miraculously, the rest of the hour went smoothly and she was out the door on time and relatively cheerful if not ecstatic. She was tired when she got home but she wasn’t too cranky so I guess she survived the day fairly well – and as a bonus she fell asleep very easily and quickly tonight.

Other changes in the household were that Breanna finally had a nap again, and that was nice. It kept her crankiness to a minimum. I also worked differently, doing more in chunks as opposed to the “post here and there when I can get five seconds of peace” method I had used over the holidays.

As for Pearl, I got a glimpse into the future. I know now how she’ll be when she’s a little older and not in the crazy puppy phase anymore. Being thrown into a whole new schedule again put her out of whack and she spent most of the day lazing around. Even at supper time, she laid in the hall outside the kitchen and looked at me pitifully as though she were saying, “I’d be sniffing for crumbs but I just can’t get up.” In fact, right now she’s passed out on the couch and snoring.

Really, doesn’t her face sum up everyone’s first day back at school/work after getting to sleep in for two weeks?

Let’s see if tomorrow is less sleepy for all of us.