The consequence of laziness
…just happens to be getting up way earlier than intended. At least this morning.
Ever since daylight savings, I’ve never bothered to reel my alarm clock back that one hour. I don’t know if it was just laziness or great foresight for the future (when we’ll inevitably have to add that hour back on), but basically, my alarm clock is an hour fast.
Do you see were this is going?
This morning, I randomly popped awake at 6am. One glance at my alarm clock.
7am.
One glance over at my roommate C’s bed.
Empty.
One attempted glance at my cell phone.
Can’t find it.
Must be 7am! On Thursdays, I don’t have class until 10am, but I’ve been sleeping like a hibernating bear recently, and figured since I was already awake, I might as well get myself up and out of bed.
I went through my entire morning routine, made my breakfast, snapped my photos, and sat down to open my computer.
6:30am.
Uuuuggggghhhhhh.
If you care to know, I’m currently falling back asleep over my oatmeal.
Whatever happened to the good ole grandma/detox days when I happily got up at 6am? Crazy to admit it, but I miss those days.
Good thing I never take pictures of my food once I start eating them. You guys would be instantly repulsed.
Oh wait, spoke too soon.
And for those who are curious, I think C went off to work this morning. She has this 5:30am shift at the gym, which I think is cuh-raaazy, but at least she gets up early because she’s not lazy.
What. Evaaah.
Going back to bed.
P.S. Happy December!
