Not surprised

I managed to get back to sleep today at 11:30am. Despite the cats best efforts for me not to. I was getting nudges by one and glared at by another for taking her spot. Business as usual for them. But I set the alarm for 3pm so that I could shower and get ready for the shopping trip. Well 3pm came and "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP............." *presses snooze button* and back to sleep I went. I hardly remember it going off a second time but evidently this time I turned the alarm off. So when my mom showed up at 3:40pm knocking only loud enough to make the dogs hysterical but not enough for me to hear I was disappointed that I hadn't gotten up when the alarm sounded off. I grumbled and groaned out of my cave and there she was grinning from ear to ear. And the first thing out of her mouth was "You going to the store today?" I'm thinking to myself as I rub my eyes "oh great, that." So I answered her "does it look like I am?" So this is the second day this week I have put off going. And with tomorrow being Thursday I can't put it off any longer. Going out on a Friday, Saturday, or Sunday just doesn't happen for me. So fantastic I get to obsess about leaving the house for another 23 or so hours when mom gets off work. I don't know what is worse. The anxiety of having to go out or being out.