What woke you up today, and when?

A cranky toddler at 5:30am. Maybe if he'd slept later we'd all be a little less cranky.
 
0800, after a night spent with a kindergartner kicking me every fifteen minutes.

Cranky day ahead.
 
A meowing cat at 5am. I don't allow her in my room. She thinks if she annoys me enough, I might change my mind. I think not.
 
Seems that kids have invaded all aspects of my life.... Little get in my face woke me up at 6
 
Daughter screaming her lungs off at 5.00am because she saw a giant rat under the bed. Turned out to be an old dirty soft toy.
 
A dumb phone call yesterday morning from a family member that started with ...did I wake you? Seriously? What part of night shift don’t you get?
 
I rolled over onto my morning wood. Ouch!

Ouch indeed :eek: One might have thought there was an in-built protection mechanism against that...

Did it go to good use, the morning wood?

For me, I think 'anticipation of the scales' did for me at 7:30-ish :rolleyes:
 
My idiotic insurance plan at 10:00 am. The call made no sense. They wanted to discuss my prescriptions with me because this was a benefit to me. I pressed the woman for how this was a benefit to me. She didn't know. It just was. She then added that maybe she could save me some money. When I asked how, again she said that she didn't know and it was her first day on the job.

We then had a ridiculous conversation where she listed off some of the things I have taken or used over the past year. I had to tell her of several things not on her list. I had to tell her how often I use/take these things and for what reason. She said she was pleased that I use the insulin pen because she found that it was much easier for most people to use than the vial. Wrong. I've used both. And how would she even know this if this was her first day on the job?

She then said that she would transfer me to the pharmacist so he could mail me a list of my medications. When asked why I would need this, she replied that some people liked having a list to take to their Dr. I told her I had a list on my computer and didn't need hers.

I still had to talk to the pharmacist. Gah! That was a waste of a half an hour. For*no* reason!
 
5:33. FIVE THIRTY-THREE. On a Sunday, no less.

What woke me up was the dreaded Double H: heartburn and humidity. The former came from too much of my MIL's excellent pasta salad (I burped cucumber), the latter... well, it's August.

Not a pleasant way to surface.
 
My gardener's dog, around 5 am. He hopped in my bed and buried himself in my blankets.
 
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