Dean's Blog

This morning I woke up naturally. Meaning, I just opened my eyes and looked around. I thought to myself, wow, what a great sleep. I feel fantastic. This is amazing, I feel rested, I feel relaxed, and I don’t feel stressed at all. I rolled over and looked at my clock, which said 6:30. Huh, that is really something, I feel fantastic, and it’s only 6:30. I could sleep for another hour. I rolled over the other way and adjusted my pillow. It was too good to be true. Then I noticed that it seemed to be a little bright out for 6:30 am. I slowly peered over my wife’s shoulder to get a peek at her clock, which brightly beamed 8:30.

Crap! I should have been on my way to work ten minutes ago. Thus comes the flying out of bed and rapid-fire morning preparations.

It always happens that way though. If I ever wake up on a weekday in the morning and feel good, I’ve slept in. It’s just a fact of life. If I wake up to the screeching and blaring of the alarm and feel like my head has been run over by a garbage truck, then everything is as it should be. My body has the ability to turn off blaring alarms though, without consulting the part of my brain that pays the bills, especially when it becomes used to where all the buttons are. So I think that my alarm did go off at 6:30, when it is set to go off the first time, followed by an hour of hitting the snooze button. My hand must have reached over and instead of hitting the snooze button, decided to hit the alarm set switch instead. This has happened many times in the past. In fact my last alarm clock had the snooze button and all other potential sleep-in inducing buttons removed.

Time for drastic measures, or I could stop being an idiot and go to sleep early, like I say I am going to do every night, but never accomplish.