I got a new alarm clock recently, and I really like it. It allows me to wake up to a CD (right now, Lyle Lovett) and its snooze interval is six minutes rather than ten.
But it’s a little tricky when it comes to changing the time the alarm is set to go off, particularly if it’s dark in the room because someone’s already asleep and particularly if you’re bleery eyed because you fell asleep on the couch with a cat in your lap. That was me last night. The result? The alarm didn’t go off this morning and I ended up getting up a full hour late.
It’s been quite some time since this happened, but the panicky feeling I had when I jumped out of bed was familiar. I have a new client this morning, so I can’t be late.
Luckily, I took a shower yesterday evening and, miracle of miracles, my hair doesn’t look slept on. So I can forego the morning shower. I think I can get my husband to walk one of my dogs. But I can’t get him to write a blog post for me, which is why this one is going to be short.
The lesson? I’m not going to switch my wake-up time. I think I’ll set a time and stick with it for weekdays. The alarm clock has two alarms, so Alarm 2 can be the one I switch around on weekends. But on a normal weekday, I’ll simply have to touch the Alarm 1 button to set it to wake me at my usual time.
Gotta dash.
Tagged with: control, oversleeping, priorities