yes? oh good. Cause I’m tired and I really really didn’t want to get up this morning.
Actually that’s not entirely accurate: I got up to get a bath just fine. But once I was all nice and clean, I made the mistake of crawling back into the nice warm bed and snuggling up to my darling (warm) hubby. hmmmmmmmmm
30 seconds to lala land. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
7 minutes later the alarm clock goes off. And the shoving match begins. you get it. It’s your turn. No, you go get it. Can we convince the cat to go hit the snooze button? nope she isn’t properly trained yet. Ok so one of us is going to have to get up.
stumble across room. hit snooze. stumble back. crawl under covers. 30 seconds to lala land. mmmmmmzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
repeat till there is only 10 minutes left before the “oh-dear-guss-we-should-have-left-2-minutes-ago” mark. Then we get up, rush around, make the bed, feed the dogs, grab our coats and get in the car.
only to sit in traffic for TWO WHOLE HOURS (normally a 35 minute commute) due to some horrendous wreck. Yes, we were good Christians. We didn’t cuss anybody. We even prayed for the ambulance drivers and the cops and the people involved in the wreck.
But we could have said those prayers just as easily from our nice warm bed. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr couldn’t they treat highway accidents of that magnitude like a weather alert? or an air raid siren or something? Some sort of public announcement:
“This is the police. All those living along the 78 corridor, please do not bother to get up this morning. It will make no difference to your arrival time at work if you just sleep in an extra hour. And it will make our job easier as you won’t be in our way. So we repeat: Everyone along the 78 corridor, please stay in your beds”
I just think that would be a more humane way of dealing with the situation.