Ugh

Apparently, my alarm clock in the bedroom is an hour ahead.

I am taking martin to work today, because I need to pick up his paycheck to deposit it, and so I dutifully get up at what I THINK is 6:15 to take a shower. (we have to leave at 6:50).
So, I get ready, get Arianna up, get the baby up, dressed and in his carseat, thinking it's around 6:45. Martin's in the shower...and I am watching the news. They sign off, and I look at the little time thing in the corner of their screen.

"5:50? What?!"

So, now everyone is up an hour early.

Lovely.

Now I have to listen to the horrors of "The Wiggles".