Clancy and I generally have to get up at different points in the morning. Since I have to drive 45 minutes or so to Mocum to work, I usually have to get up earlier. Mostly indelicate Clancy is most delicate in the morning and must be handled with extreme care. This means that she gets the alarm clock and I don’t cause she will sit there and hit the snooze button fourteen times rather than actually get up enough to set the alarm a couple more hours ahead. So in leiu of an alarm clock, I use my cell phone. {what’s that? get two alarm clocks? don’t be silly! that’s madness!}.
So at about three this morning my alarm clock starts going off. The geniouses that designed the thing decided that when it’s running out of batteries, the most prudent course of action is to get it to vibrate, light up, and sound off, because energy conservation is for communists. So I get up and take the exploding device to the living room and ponder my options. I can’t reset Clancy’s clock cause… well cause mostly indelicate Clancy is most delicate in the morning. That’s a torrent you seriously don’t want to get enveloped by. My cell phone charger was at work.
I then determined that I could set our stereo to go off. Clancy could sleep through a nuclear holocaust and I can wake up at the drop of a hat, so a radio going off loudly in the next room sounded perfect. The only thing is that it’s Clancy’s stereo (or was originally) and I’d never set it before. So from 3:15-3:45 in the morning I sit there trying to get the darn thing set up. Every time I’d change it, it would revert back to the previous settings (which had it inexplicably going off at 5:45, half an hour earlier than I like to get up). Clancy, being the sound, sound sleeper that she is, managed to sleep through my 3am cussing and cursing.
But when the morning did roll around, she actually woke up to the sound of the radio where I didn’t. I guess I should have put in an Insane Clown Posse CD or something rather than the soothing renditions of Simon and Garfunkel. Quality music, to be sure, but not the sort that gets one going in the morning in an energetic fashion. The convulsing battery-dying cell phone actually managed to stay on until morning, so i was going off, making my entire spat with the stereo entirely unnecessary.
I’m the opposite - I can sleep through anything and my wife wakes up when the tide rolls in…three states away.
I do have a small piece of advice:
Buy another alarm clock!
Comment by Barry — June 15, 2005 @ 10:47 am
I would also say to have two alarm clocks — that’s what my Ex and I did.
Comment by Becky — June 15, 2005 @ 11:46 pm
Yeah, that’s likely what’s going to need to happen. Or I’ll need to just remember to keep my cell phone powered up and not keep it at work
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