I haven't seen 6 a.m. in quite some time. Don't get me wrong, I've seen 5 a.m., but that is usually because I am on my way to bed from the night before. I don't know what it is, but there is simply something disheartening about 6 a.m. that simply freaks me out. Whether it is the fact that you know that you have set yourself up for a long day's work, or that you aren't leaving the office until 6 p.m. thus completing a marathon 12 hour day. My 6 a.m. day started as most with the alarm going off. Since most of my stuff is still in Seattle, I have been reduced to using my cell phone as an alarm clock. It's not bad, except for the fact that it is very easy to turn off, roll over, and go back to sleep. This happened to me the other day, so I decided to put it on the other side of the room in the hopes that I would have to get out of bed to turn it off, and then I would get my lazy ass out of bed.
 Need some motivation to get out of bed? How about this shnazy alarm clock shaped like the AIDS virus?
I honestly believe that I am at my most brilliant when I am sleeping. Sleep is where my best ideas are formed. Naturally, my asleep self was easily able to outwit my awake self this morning. The alarm did indeed go off, and I indeed did get out of bed to turn it off. However, I was so tired that instead of getting up as planned, I just went back to bed. However, it was the way I went back to bed that really irritates me. I decided while half asleep "ya know, the bed is all the way across the room, the the floor here by the bathroom looks really comfortable. Yep, there's some good sleeping to be had right here..." Needless to say, I went back to sleep right there on the bathroom floor. I guess I'll have to wait another day to see 6 a.m. |
