Today, Mayhem is going to get his firkin phone fixed. At midday. Which means that my temporally-challenged arse has to keep an eye on the passing hours.
Not easy when I'm in Holiday Mode.
Holiday mode has me thinking things like, "Hey, I can nap between ten and sometime this afternoon!" and does that. Or I go, "I can watch videos all firkin day," and do that.
Hell, I woke up at 2AM [Beloved's fault, they stayed up until the wee small, and woke me up by coming to bed] and then spent the better part of two hours faffing about on my phone.
I just. Do. Not. Learn.
I will. Eventually.
But not this morning, evidently.