My alarm clock has two alarm settings. So, you can have one setting for “Oh crap it’s early” and a different one set for “Are-you-out-of-your-friggen-mind?!?-Why-did-you-even-bother-to-go-to-bed early.” After I finished school I reset the earlier of the two for a later time, something more along the lines of a respectable not to early and not too late but a “Well-I-really-should-get-up-at-a-reasonable-hour-and-get-some-stuff-done” hour.
This morning I didn’t need to leave for any of my appointments until 9ish, so upon going to bed last night I turned on the alarm clock for what I thought was going to be 7 am so I could have a couple hours to do laundry, my chiropractor prescribed stretches, and, of course, blog. However, when the alarm went off I thought, “Cheesy Pete! It can’t possibly be 7 yet. I’m still sooooo tired.” So I hit the snooze alarm a few times before dragging my sore, groggy ass from bed. I turned on my laptop and while it powered up I stumbled down to the basement to put in my first load of laundry. Upon returning to my room I peered myopically at my laptop and noticed it was already 7:30.
“Crap.” I thought to myself. “Crap, crap, crappity crap. Guess I’ll have to skip blogging again today.” Then I scuffled into the bathroom to put in my contacts and noticed the larger clock on the vanity.
“Wait. That doesn’t say 7:30. ”
I leaned down and squinted, willing those pesky numbers to come into focus.
“Crap.”
I quick ran and checked the huge red LED digital readout on my alarm clock.
“Crap, crap, crappity crap! I set the wrong alarm.”
So, I got up an hour early. No wonder why I was so tired. Well, heck, I’m going back to bed.
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