Morning Misadventures

Ding Ding
We have all at one time or another, awoken, casually opened one eye, then the other, letting the sounds of the morning hit your ears as you roll over and peer at the alarm clock. Suddenly you are gripped by sheer terror as your brain reels to figure out exactly what went wrong and you start on the calculations of just how late you are, and just what adjustments you will need to make to your morning routine in order to make into work, either on time, or with enough dignity intact that you wont have to utter the now, disbelieved excuse that your alarm didn’t go off.
As you have probably guessed this happened to me this morning. I generally set my alarm on my iPhone , and when I went in to set it last night, for some reason my saved alarms had been deleted, so being late and me already being on the edges of sleep quickly whipped up a new one for 6:30, saved it, rolled over and went to sleep.
As per usual I awoke at 6:15 thinking it was worth it to sneak in in another 15 minutes sleep I rolled the other way and dozed off again, somewhere in my dream (which coincidentally was about sleeping (I like sleeping OK., so back off!) I thought to myself, hang on, this dream has been going on for a while. My eyes popped open, already somewhat aware of the situation that was about to confront me, looking at my clock, I uttered the words “What the Fuck?” as 7:14 was blinking back at me from the red digital display on my bedside clock. My calculations didn’t come into effect, since I was already 14 minutes late to work. Luckily I work from home, so quickly threw on some clothes, skipped the shower and the coffee and hot-footed it out the back to my office.
So here I am, with the lines from the sheet and pillow still running their disjointed map lines down my face and arm, bleary-eyed and dusty-headed working in a state best left for the undead in cheap horror movies and lamentin the fact it was all my fault! I set the alarm for 6:30P.M!
