One Sunday afternoon I took a nap and when I woke it was just getting to be dusk outside. I was kind of groggy, and thought it was barely daylight, so I jumped up, ran to the shower in a panic, thinking I had overslept and would be late for work. My husband came in while I was showering and asked what I was doing and in a panicked voice said I was late for work. He started laughing, and told me it was still Sunday and asked when were we going to have dinner. After my heart stopped racing, I laughed too.