The “White Nights” of Russian summers are returning. Saturday night we went to bed and it was dark. We have blackout curtains but didn’t bother pulling them shut. Well, I woke to very bright sunshine. It was Sunday morning and so I roused the Mrs and told her that likely we would be late for church.
She calmly suggested that I look at a clock because it felt like about 4-5am to her. Okay, but it looked bright and warm enough to be 10am to my eyes. As is most often the case in marriage–the wife was correct. It was only 4:30am upon checking.
We went back to sleep and woke up later–making it to church in plenty of time.