OOPS I did it again

It's so funny!!!
Well, it's not. But...
For the 3rd day in a row, I somehow messed up the alarm. THIRD DAY. Have I become an incompetent nincompoop? Monday when it went off at 3:45am for Cullen, I said out loud WHAT THE HELL?! and I reset it for 6am without waking him up. He realized what happened at about 4am, and got to work late, but got there. Yesterday he did actually get up and get to work on time, but set the alarm for 4 something, so when it went off I was uber confused all over again and he was no where to be found since he was already at work. This morning it was set, turned on, and I don't know why it didn't go off. Must be something in the air.
Our upstairs stayed nice and toasty last night. The boys' room down stairs is warm but the rest of the basement is getting chilly willy. I'm wondering if i should put one of these bad ass wittle space heaters down there and start a fire and start baking.
I feel much better. I feel like something got aligned again. It's 6am and I'm WIDE awake and ready to freakin GO. Maybe it was the running last night. I don't know, but whatever is "better" is better. I should look back and see if there's a cycle to this madness. I wish I could make you feel what it feels like - it's the most uncomfortable feeling in the world. I literally feel stuck in my body, trapped in every sense of the word and like I need to find a way to get OUT. I don't know any other way to explain it, but I need to do SOMETHING (which is the less insane way of saying that, I supose).
Ethan will be back today. That should help me stay so busy I can't see straight.
The only left over feeling is the one that comes from knowing that all of it sounds so crazy and doesn't make any sense and reminds me that unless everyone feels that way (maybe they do?) that I'm on an island, a bizarro Nicki island where one, crazy whackjob lives, and it's very, very lonely sometimes.

Humpday is DONE. So is the coffee. And I'm READY.