I've never been a morning person, but recently I've been reaching really obscene levels of exhaustion when the alarm clock starts yapping at me in the mornings. I've tried all of the tricks--setting the time 15 minutes earlier than it actually is, moving the alarm to the other side of the room so I have to get out of bed to turn it off, setting multiple alarms. However, I totally know that the clock is 15 minutes off so I just hit snooze for 15 minutes longer than I would otherwise, I get up when the alarm goes off and reset it then crash back into bed, and somehow in the middle of the night one of my multiple alarms always gets mysteriously shut off. And the obnoxious thing is that I KNOW I'm going to bed early enough--I just really don't want to wake up until about 10 or 11, and then I'm just RARING to go!
I can't remember the last time I got out of bed early enough to actually put on makeup before work, and I'm getting to the point where I don't even wake up at work until after lunch. I feel like the living dead right now, and I don't really know why. I really wish that I liked coffee because I feel like a heavy dose of caffeine is what I really need right now. (I also feel like a large package of Oreo cookies would be something that I really need right now... but I digress.) I've always thought it would be so lovely to be a "morning person". To be able to leap happily from bed each morning and face the dawn with a smile on my lips and a song in my heart. To know that I have FIVE WHOLE HOURS to get stuff done on a Saturday that the rest of the world is just sleeping away, those poor miserable souls--they just don't know what they're missing!
Oh my God, I'm boring the crap out of myself with this post, so I'm just going to stop now. With any luck I'll be back tomorrow with a working computers and New York pictures and funny stories about my weekend (it involves bras and underwear--stay tuned!). And seriously, I beg your forgiveness for the brain bleeding boringness of this entry. I blame the fact that I'm not awake yet. And that I'm actually wearing my glasses today. And that I feel like I'm hungry and also about to throw up simultaneously. Clearly, the boringness is not my fault.

Have you had your thyroid checked?
Posted by: KO | August 07, 2006 at 09:07 PM
I would be tired, too, if I had to wake up at those hours...and now it's your turn to crack me up:)
Posted by: Becky | August 07, 2006 at 10:47 PM
Note to "KO" -- If you had known her since she was as big as a pea, you would know that her thyroid is just fine -- her clock is just "off."
Posted by: The Incubator | August 07, 2006 at 11:17 PM
You mentioned depression once.. I know the only time I haven't been able to get out of bed were the days I was the most depressed... (although you don't sound depressed but something to think about...) of course, maybe it's just the brutally hot weather? are you getting it there?
hugs,
a
Posted by: anne | August 08, 2006 at 02:52 AM
I like you new colors! Very nice. Anxiously awaiting the stories you mentioned!
Posted by: shpprgrl | August 08, 2006 at 04:30 PM
you new colors rather. I hate it when my typing skills revert back to 9th grade. It makes me sound illiterate! ;)
Posted by: shpprgrl | August 08, 2006 at 04:31 PM
your.....
I'm glad this isn't my first visit you'd thing I was nuts. (But since you know me you KNOW that I am!)
Posted by: shpprgrl | August 08, 2006 at 04:32 PM
I'm going with pregnancy.
I'm kidding, but it's always kind of entertaining to say "preggers" to a 20-something ;-)
Posted by: Airhead | August 09, 2006 at 12:00 AM