One Stray Pea

This one is totally appropriate due to everyone’s jet lag over the time change. I hate waking up. I know, I know, you’re all saying, “No one likes to wake up.” I’m more than just the normal morning groggy. I’m not even alive until 10 a.m. Anyone who went to high school with me probably remembers me sleeping through the first two classes of the day. I don’t need no stinkin’ algebra 2, I need a nap!!

I’m also a gigantic liar when I first wake up. Go ahead, ask me questions and I will totally lie. When I lived at home my parents would wake me up on Sunday for church and then ask, “Do you have to work today?” In my sleepy haze I would say, “no”. But I worked every Sunday and every Sunday they would get mad at me for lying. I took a neuroanatomy class in college where we discussed sleeping disorders, one of them included something called “Sleep drunkenness”. That’s me. In addition to my lying fury, I also wake up on a regular basis and have no idea where I’m at, what day it is or what’s going on. It’s a good thing I don’t drink, otherwise this could escalate into something hilariously frightening.

According to my mom this is the story of my life, wake up and be super grumpy for at least an hour. Some people are morning people, I am not some people. I would prefer to work second shift (I actually kind of enjoyed the 1-9 or 2-10 shifts) because it allows me to wake up on my own and that tends to decrease the grumpy level by about 3%. Also, I’m 25 years old and cannot wake up with an alarm, my husband wakes me up in the morning. It’s true, I’m totally pathetic.

Filed under: Hate on March 13th, 2007