So, it turns out late night Saturday nights make for unpleasant Sunday mornings. No, really. I thought I had learned this back in college, but I seem to have been mistaken.

When I stay up late late on Saturday night, waking up with my wife Sunday morning (since she is up and active) is a difficult proposition at best.

Because of my late-night delinquency she and I are both late to our 10 am meeting. Yes, pathetic, but true.