For something that felt so right at 3am, my Thunder decision felt pretty wrong when the alarm went off a few hours later.
So I turned it off.
Which is why debbie and I slept until checkout-minus-10-minutes. It's that wonderful moment we've all had: your eyes shoot open as the rest of your body remains still and your first bewildered thought of the day is, "oh NO." Debbie could have told me it was any month of the year and I would have believed her, but she wasnt too talkative seeing that the alarm I turned off was intended for her too. I silently began rehearsing my surprised defense, something simple like, "I wonder what happened to the clock??" but before I could begin my performance, Debbie shot out of bed with an, "oh NO" moment of her own. So began our day. After four hours of toting bags around town and making slightly snide remarks that we probably won't include in our book on healthy marriages, debbie and I are on a train speeding through one pastoral postcard scene after another on our way to the beaches of Nice.
I can't wait for the game tomorrow night.
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