What time is it?

What happens when a perpetual-tired working Mom goes to sleep by herself in a fluffy bed at the Westin in Madrid without setting an alarm? She wakes-up, looks at her watch, cannot believe it says 1pm, has to double-check the clock and her computer before finally accepting that she slept for 14 hours! Then, she grabs a coffee and heads to the Prado Museum for a lovely afternoon feeling more rested than she has felt in over a year. I had almost forgotten what not-tired feels like - it is nice.