Wake up call

Today, I woke up to my alarm. Yes, I know. That is pretty typical to most of us. But today, I could not stop the alarm.

I am pretty good at stopping my alarm in my sleep. My brain knows right where the buttons are to bring peace and quiet but this morning, I pushed every button I could find and my alarm kept going.

Now I am not the violent type unless it comes to special occasions like spiders or stubborn weeds, but today I was just like groundhog day Phil when he has heard too much of that blasted alarm. Let's just say we are lucky I didn't have a hammer.

I pounded that thing. I squeezed it. I yelled at it. Eric tried to help me calm down but I was just getting more upset. Finally, I yanked on the cord to release it from its endless power. But guess what?

It kept going.

At this point, I was freaking out. I mean no one should ever wake up this way I had had enough.

Then I had an epiphany.

Guys, my alarm clock didn't go off this morning. It was just my phone sitting right next to my alarm.

Trust me. I went straight back to bed.