On failing to get out of bed

I like to get up at 6:30 in the mornings.
Hang on a second, no I don’t. Nobody likes to get up at 6:30 in the mornings. That was just be weird. Even the strange guy on 5th floor who gets up early every single day, including weekends, doesn’t get up at 6:30. (He leaves it til 7). Let’s start this again shall we…

On weekday mornings I have to leave the house at 7:35am. So I try to get up at 6:30. That gives me a bit more than an hour to get ready. Not that I need over an hour to get ready, I just like to have it. I’m not the kind of person that likes to jump in and out of the shower in two minutes*, get dressed at the speed of light and eat breakfast so fast I barely have time to chew. I like to actually have a chance to sit down between activities. So I try to get myself out of bed at around 6:30 in the morning.
So far this week it hasn’t worked once. This morning it was ten to seven by the time I managed to drag myself out of bed. 45 minutes before time to leave. That meant 45 minutes to have a shower, get dressed, get my stuff ready for work, eat breakfast… I managed to do it and get out of the house in time, but it was such a rush. No standing under the shower just letting the warm water wash over me, no sitting down, just for a minute, before heading to the kitchen and (this one’s important) no time for a cup of tea. I had to wait until I got to work before I could imbibe any caffeine. *gasp, shock, horror*
So tomorrow it’s back to the drawing board again. Another attempt to drag myself out of bed on time even though it’s still dark outside. I’ve decide I need to set two alarms – one on the clock that I can keep turning off every five minutes (that one gets set for 6:15 to at least give me a chance of getting up by half past) and one on my phone set to just after 6:30. That’s the one to tell me “you better get up right now otherwise you’re going to be running around like a headless chicken all morning. Again.” What do you reckon, will it work?

*the recommended length of a shower by the way, or so I read in a German newspaper a couple of months ago. What I’d like to know is a) recommended by who exactly? and b) how is that even possible?? It takes me longer than 2 minutes to rinse the shampoo out of my hair…

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And thus begins another week.

Another Monday morning. Once again the weekend went by far too fast. Not really surprising considering it’s only two days, and yet it does surprise me. Every single time.

Alarm Clock 2
Photo: Alan Cleaver

It’s been another one of those fun mornings where I wanted to stay in bed for five more minutes only to end up with the alarm somehow switched off instead of just snoozing. I’m starting to think it switches itself off after a certain number of snoozes. It’s the only explanation that makes sense cos it’s actually pretty difficult to press the off button by mistake. Anyway, this time I was lucky. I woke up at 3 minutes to 7 instead of 25 past.

The first time the alarm went off it woke me up from a dream in which Jan and I were getting a lift home with 3 people who were actually ghosts. The alarm beeped just as the ghosts were about to crash the car in the same place that they had died. If Jan had been there to give me a hug I wouldn’t have needed to keep pressing snooze. As it was I was still too creeped out by the dream to risk getting out from under the quilt. Yes, I know I’m pathetic.

Oh, and something has bitten me on my leg. Something vicious it seems, judging by the size of the lump. And I didn’t even hear the squeeee. The bastards are getting sneaky…

Anyway, gotta go. I’m currently trying to eat breakfast and type at the same time and I have to leave for work in 5 minutes…

Mainly about my stats

I decided to check my stats yesterday to see whether anyone is actually reading by blog.
For those of you who don’t know, wordpress has a stats page where you can see how many people have been to look at your blog, which wordpress tags they clicked on to get there and also which terms typed into a search engine led people here.

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rubber_gloves (Photo credit: How can I recycle this)

I was most amused to see that 3 people found my blog last night using the search engine term “rubber gloves”. I’m not sure why it’s funny.  There’s nothing particulalry humorous about a pair of rubber gloves, but the term made me laugh. I can’t help but wonder what is a person who types “rubber gloves” into Google looking for? Call me cynical, but I don’t think they wanted to buy a packet of rubber gloves. They’d have found what they wanted long before they got to me in that case. Somehow I don’t think my blog is anywhere near the top Google hit for rubber gloves, which means these people must have scrolled through pages and pages of results to find me. Why??

I was also amused by all the Joachim Loew smoking related questions. One search for joachim loew cigarette, 2 for Joachim Loew smokes and 1 for Joachim Loew+cigarette. I guess the people I was with weren’t the only ones who were shocked and outraged by the sight of Joachim Loew lighting up.

I almost overslept this morning. It seems I somehow managed to turn the alarm clock off instead of just hitting snooze. I woke up at 10 to 7, which gives me plenty of time to eat breakfast (which I’m doing now, in front of the computer instead of in the kitchen. Bad Bev!), but didn’t give me time for a shower. I did wash myself thoroughly over the sink using my new aloe vera liquid soap, but it’s just not the same. Now I’m going to spend all day being paranoid about smelling. Grr, as if waiting for that woman to call didn’t give me enough to worry about.
It’s Friday though, which is good. Just 9 hours of work then I can forget about it for a whole two days. Long live weekends!