Since quitting the snooze button, every morning one of two things happens. 1) The alarm goes off and I get out of bed and start my day, or 2) the alarm goes off, I resist hitting snooze, turn on NPR and listen to it while dozing until it’s absolutely necessary to get out of bed, then scramble around like a mad woman trying to get out the door on time.
I prefer option one, because that means I get to go to the gym before work and then reward myself by making a pancake breakfast, like it did this morning. Well, let’s be honest, I mostly like it because of the pancakes.
good morning Chicago 12-08-11 (by sister reba)
