This morning started out pretty rough.  I was up until about 5am doing whatever, who knows, and then had to get up for work at 9.  I ended up sleeping through my human alarm clock and kept asking him to call back 15 minutes later so I could get a little more sleep.  I finally drag myself out of bed, too late to shower but I managed to find something cute to wear for Christmas in less than 20 minutes.  I was feeling really sad, I miss home, I miss Jared, I miss doing my family things… I miss not having to go to work on Christmas Eve.