So I get home at 1:30 today, which I figure gives me just enough time for a quick nap before I head back out on my other errands in this insanely compressed day. No message on the machine or my phone, so I can lie down here on the couch and--
The eye doctor. And then Nana. Aaaaand my wife.
How do they do this? How do they know? What sort of fiendish conspiracy is this, I ask you?