I don’t know if I grew to loathe the sound of an alarm clock in college, but I’ve concluded there is nothing worse. It’s especially horrific if you have the kind that starts off soft and then gradually the beeping gets louder and louder. Someone may as well have a megaphone in your face screaming, “get up! get up! GET UP!“
And I’m not sure who invented the “snooze” function, but I don’t think I like this person either. Those nine minutes? Torturous. It’s like a race to try to fall back asleep for just a few more minutes in your cozy, warm, bed. Most times you can’t so you just lie there wondering how much time you have left. Ugh. It’s a vicious cycle. One that I am whirling around in…quite uncontrollably.
In fact, this “situation” has become such an annoyance that dealing with it has found its way on to my list of 210 things to do in 2010. I want to put an end to my use of the snooze button. I’m over it.
Don’t think I haven’t tried this before…I have. I, of course, did the standard – move the alarm clock to the other side of the room so you have to get out of bed – move. No dice. I would still get right back into bed and hit snooze multiple times. Then I tried moving it into the kitchen. I guess I thought adding those few extra steps would perk me right up. Nope.
So, I only want to allow myself to hit snooze maybe once. How does one carry out such a feat? You may suggest going to bed early so I’m not as tired when I wake up. Well, no offense, but…obvi. Something I, for the most part, already do. I would appreciate your suggestions. Things that have worked for you?
Maybe just having put it out here on the blog will be motivation enough. I’ll keep you updated on my progress.
Peace, Love, & an extra 9 minutes!
Kate


