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[sakon76]

The evil housing association where we lived declared that today would be street slurrying day. All cars need to be out of the garages and parking lots by seven a.m., or you don't get a shot at moving/using them until sometime after five p.m.. This means that Wonderful Husband got up and dressed at six in the morning to move the car to the supermarket parking lot across the street, then walk back and get into bed. Unfortunately, the consciousness of "alarm will go off at six! must not fail to get up!" threw both of our sleep patterns way off whack. Bleh for poor sleep and phooey to the evil housing association.