Nooo

with grave dissatisfaction I confess that I was up watching the football matches till late last night.
That is not the dissatisfying part, on the contrary. It was a wonderful almost surprising and electric match between Mexico and Germany in which Mexico won, it was the aftermath of the match in the privacy of my bedroom that left me joyless this morning because after having went off to sleep sometimes after 2:00am I ended up waking up at..uh..gasp.. 10:30 am .
What?
Yes. Gods it was horrible and to think I was under the illusion that it was still eight, which it was in another time zone.
I'd still have made peace has it been nine or something but ten thirty is late even by late standards.
Might as well just sleep a bit longer and wake up the next day then.
But yes, I'm not proud, in fact I'm almost disconsolate and to make up for this folly I cooked up a nice big lunch so it doesn't feel like I'm lagging behind on this day.
But seriously 10:30?? What gives?