I have a condition. It's chronic lateness. Seriously. Is there a support group for this? I need help. It doesn't matter what time I go to bed. I can NOT get up on time.
In my sleepy stupor I manage to beat my alarm clock into submission. It stops attempting to wake me, after several attempts on it's little electronic life, and I sweetly drift back into dream land.
This morning Johnny Depp and I were painting a house together. Sort of watching the paint dry, drinking lemonade and listening to Bob Dylan. I know. Sexy dreamer, right? I blame these strangely unsteamy dreams on articles I've read recently. Something about Mr. Depp and a short film on "Watching Paint Dry".
Then Bob, our silky rooster started crowing his head off. He is of course not within reach to clobber. So, I have no choice but to let Johnny watch the paint dry alone.
I was late as usual this fine day, but my coworkers were later! So, my lateness goes unnoticed. Glee!
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ReplyDeleteYou and I have the same condition. It's awful, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteDude, me too.
ReplyDeletei hear ya - my alarm goes off at 5:40 - i get up at 6:30. Why do I set my alarm so early if I have no intentions at all to get up? I don't even hit snooze 'cuz the alarm is across the room - i just sleep thru it...
ReplyDeleteaugh.
I am soooo thankful my job is flexible enough to let me show up whenever. I know I would be late constantly if that wasn't the case.
ReplyDeleteAri- Since when has work got anything to do with reason?!
ReplyDeleteCap'n- We seriously need a support group.
Matt- Join the club. We meet every Monday and wednesday evening. Don't be late.
Kelwhy- A sound sleep is a beautiful thing.
Meg- Blessed, you are. Blessed.
That is the best--when I get to work, after freaking out about missing the train or whatever and then, 20 or 30 minutes after I get in, my coworkers roll in too.
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