Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Stormy mournings

I hate waking up to a flashing alarm clock the morning after a storm. It's like an instantly delivered bad Monday, even if it's not Monday. Rarely does one wake up on their own before an alarm is supposed to ring, so you're pretty much already behind or late when you wake to this situation. It's such a crapy feeling.

I have a battery powered alarm as well, but it doesn't have a snooze, just on and off. I've found that sometimes I'll use the gap between my battery alarm (it goes off first) and my non-battery alarm as a snooze of sorts, but it's not typically a conscious decision. I must have done that this morning. Blah.

Not that I'm complaining about non-100-degree days, but we've been slightly gyped this summer with regard to the weather. There's some good in it to be sure, but I'm tired of the rain.

Did I mention that the last time I mowed my lawn was before my vacation? So yeah, it's not too spiffy looking right now, and the rain isn't helping any.

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