Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Addicted to the Snooze
I really have to lay off the snooze button. Every night I set my alarm clock for 5:30 am. It would be great if I remembered the last time I actually got up at that time. I hit that damned snooze button a minimum of two times. This morning I hit it five and got out of bed at 6:00.
It's a shame. Things would be so much easier for me if I just got up the first time the alarm goes off. I wouldn't have to rush or participate in a race for the shower with my daughter. She won the race this morning and I ended up getting to work with a minute to spare.
There are a few reasons why i'm a snooze addict. First of all, I like to sleep. There are times when nothing else feels better and the sound of that alarm waking me from my unconscious bliss pisses me off. It's hard for me to close my eyes before midnight and when 5:30 rolls around it feels like I just went to sleep.
I don't exactly love my job so knowing that i'm getting out of bed because of it doesn't really make me happy. It doesn't motivate me not to hit that little button on the left side of my alarm. I know exactly where it is and have it measured just right. I don't even have to sit up in the bed. My friend, the snooze button and I have a special relationship. We speak our own language, no words are needed. My friend subliminally tells me that i'm not ready to get out of bed.
I've tried, but I just can't shake the habit. No matter how much sleep I get the night before, my finger is magnetically drawn to the snooze button in the morning. It's like I have no control. My name is Tammy and i'm a snooze button addict.