Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Another Reason I Need An Ankle-biter (i.e., An Alarm Clock You Can't Turn Off)

I woke up this morning with my mouth open and drool pouring out. When I sleep REALLY hard, I drool like nobody's business.  So, it is always nice to wake up knowing you got some good, hard restful sleep.  The downside?  I NEVER get good sleep unless I am sleeping in.  My body just won't dip into that deep REM cycle in eight or fewer hours.  Never happens for me.  I have fitful, interrupted sleep about 99% of the time.

So, when I woke up this morning and had to wipe the drool from my chin (classy) I smiled, but then whipped my head around to look at the clock ... 8:30.  When I was supposed to be pulling out of the driveway so I could teach at 10.  Fan-bloody-tastic.

In addition to not being able to sleep well (or, most likely, because of it), I am (to say the least) not a morning person.  My mother can attest to this.  And my husband.  And anyone who has had the misfortune to cross my path when I have been awake for less than an hour.  I need time to stumble around and slowly get ready.  I need time to gulp down multiple cups of coffee and run up and down the stairs for the thirteen things I forgot but desperately need.  I need time to run back in the house after I have already locked the door and crated the dog to go back for the fourteenth thing I forgot.  Obviously, I do not have time for this when I wake up and have ONE MINUTE to leave the house.

My day just went downhill from there.  My classes were full of not-so-nice incidents (read: my Dean asked me if I wanted him to call Campus Safety), I had a dull, lingering headache, and I only got ONE cup of coffee.  To last me the entire day.

I came home, walked the dog, and stumbled to the couch.  I covered up with my favorite quilt and only got up to prepare Taco Tuesday.  Now I am back, and I intend to stay here until I crawl into bed.  Now I just need to figure out how to wake up on time tomorrow ...


  1. I believe that if everyone drank coffee first thing in the morning we would have less wars. Just a thought.


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