Another Rip Van Winkle Moment...

This morning I was going about my business. I scrambled Maggie and I some eggs and made some buttery toast.  It was about eight in the morning and I was going downhill after staying up all night.

"I am just going to lie down for a bit after breakfast," I told myself.

There was a knock on the door when I was fast asleep. The house was growing dark and I hurried to the door after pulling on a shirt and pants.

"Papa's here!" my father said on the other side of the door.

Maggie was going nuts by now. I had managed to sleep from eight in the morning till nine tonight. I guess I needed the rest.