Maybe my brain knows it's Christmas Eve and wants me up as long as possible for the celebrations. But considering that Christmas isn't really my thing, I doubt it's that one.
Maybe my body only requires 9 hours of sleep. But considering that I'm making up for two weeks with very little sleep, I doubt it's that one.
Maybe when Mum accidentally let Mugz in I was woken beyond going back to dozing. But considering that that has happened many times before and I usually just fall back asleep with him, I doubt it's that one.
Maybe little monsters (very little, extraordinarily little) monsters came out of my McGongall hat and made the harsh journey to my brain, and then they lightly commanded that I should wake up. And maybe they're very sweet little monsters, and they just wanted to get to know my conscious thoughts and how those felt.
Yes, yes, I'll go with that one.
And now to clean my room and put in a movie! Although I'll probably change the order of that. Hmm.
Happy Christmas Eve to all! (I almost accidentally typed "Happy Birthday to all.) Happy Birthday to those whose birthday is today, or to those who prefer to celebrate their birthday today!