enforced insomnia

i had a very strange night. during the evening i hummed and haa-ed about whether we had enough bread here for todays lunches and even tho we didnt really (have enough) i didnt want to end up with half a loaf uneaten and slowly moulding in the bread box so i decided against making more.
i went to bed and slept a while until i couldn't sleep. i lay there fussing and wriggling until i decided i would get up for a drink. it was then (4am) that i realised there was just enough time to cook a loaf and make sandwiches before everyone needed to be out the door so at four this morning i put a bread mix in the machine and went back to bed.
it was not long after that a rogue phone alarm went off. i couldn't find the culprit before it stopped so i grabbed the only phone i could see and not knowing the security code for it, i put it outside on the deck: hopefully out of earshot. i checked the timer on the breadmaker and realised that in the dark i had set it to make a dark loaf and it wouldnt cook in time for the sandwiches. rats. now i would definitely have a loaf of useless bread all fresh and crunchy just after everyone left the house!
back in bed the rogue alarm sounded again and the bread maker started it's mechanical kneading. i got up again and closed every door i could think of, hoping it would be enough.
it was. i slept until it was almost time to farewell the early risers. i waited for the bathroom as i do every. single. day. no matter what time i want it.
in the daylight i found the rogue alarming phone and there was fresh, yummy smelling bread, right after everyone left.