Sundays weren't made for this
Sundays are rest days. Marvelous days when you let yourself sleep in, skip lunch, and just relax, play games, read a book... Except not everyone thinks this way.
Well, yesterday I decided to start playing the PS2's Prince of Persia games again, and I played until 3 a.m. since... you know... it's Sunday today...
My neighbours had other plans. They decided to bring in an excavator and blast their backyard wall down with it at 8 a.m. In the midst of my sleepy anger and sadness, I tried to roll over and bury my head in the pillows, but to no avail.
The house was shaking, the noise was unbearable. I slowly watched those precious hours slip away and fade into nothing. So I decided to check my phone, and there it was, the reason why the universe woke me up.
My girlfriend wasn't feeling great and had to stay home for the day. Waking up earlier than expected allowed me to go take care of her and gave us a whole day to spend together despite all this chaos.
She's feeling much better now, thankfully. We played a lot of New Super Mario Bros, read a little, took a nap and laughed about how ridiculous the whole day was.
Hopefully she's 100% recovered tomorrow, we have a whole day off to enjoy 💙
Status: sleep-deprived
Mood: in love
Hotel? Trivago