Ignore the cocoa.
You're supposed to be looking at the clock.
It's cute and it's cheery.
And I just figured out that it is making my life a living hell...
I got this clock earlier this year - maybe as a belated holiday gift to myself? And basically, it was all about love. I saw it and was immediately smitten.
Not only is it totally girly and pink (and being in the only girl in the house, I decided that sometimes I do need something all girlsome just to mark my place in this world...) but it promised to "wake me up to gentle illuminating light" - how can you not love that? It sounded so soothing.
Also, it sounded considerate - I hate hearing someone else's alarm go off, and since I am typically the first person up around here, it seemed like a nice idea not to have to disturb Bubba and Schecky with the sound of my alarm.
Well, it took some time to get used to it. At first, I totally slept through the gentle illuminating light. Which is bad - because after a minute or two of gentle illuminating light, the alarm from hell rings - it sounds like the tardy bell from the elementary school of your nightmares! That bell is loud and harsh...
But, I gradually trained myself to recognize the gentle pulses of light, and soon I was being roused from the land of slumber by flashes of pale pink light. Quite pleasant, actually. And I got really good at it - consistently waking up with the first few flashes, no more Hell's Bells to disturb the rest of the family.
This is a good thing, right? Maybe not.
Lately, I've been having the worst nights I can remember. We've been having a lot of late night thunderstorms - and I've been waking bolt upright at the first clap of thunder. Which is really unusual. I can sleep through anything - it's a joke around here. Hurricane Opal hit here many years ago, nearly brought the house down and I slept through the entire thing*. So why have I been waking up every single night this week in the wee hours?
This morning, as 2 am found me once again wide awake - it hit me. It's not the thunder. It's not even the pouring rain. It's the lightning.
I have gotten so good at waking myself up at the first flash of light that when the first bolt of lightning zigs across the night sky - I am awake.
And then I can't get back to sleep.
Now I have the world's worst headache, and I am cranky as all sin.
Stupid little pink clock.
Oh, who am I kidding. I can't stay mad at you...
Anyone know how to make blackout curtains for the bedroom?
*Later, after hearing everyone else's tales of the storm, I asked Bubba why he didn't wake me up! He replied that he just wanted to see how long I could sleep through it. I missed the whole thing...
6 comments:
You can buy black out panels to go behind your curtains or room darkening blinds. Mitch works 7 nights a month so we've tried everything to completely darken the room. You can buy the black out fabric at the fabric store so I made some panels out of that and have the room darkening blinds too.
Cute clock!
I'm usually up and down at least once through the night to let a dog out or get a cat out of my face. You haven't lived until you've experienced being awakend by a cat licking your nose. Nice.
I toyed with buying one of those Moonbeam clocks (periwinkle) last time I was in the market for a new alarm, but user opinions about the jarring bell changed my mind. Still, they are wicked cute.
We have had some incredible storms lately. We had so much lightning the other night that Tim thought there was a police car in our front yard! Wild.
the fabric stores have the blackout fabric, if you can make curtains, it should be a snap. We have been having the lightening here in LA (lower Alabama) too, almost every night. I woke up the other night from a deep sleep apparently and thought there were papparazzi outside our house.... my older son thought the same thing... funny... wishing you a good nights sleep...
Ha! I love that clock but I don’t think that thing would wake me up. I was living in south FL when Andrew came through, I slept through most of it! Although here in MI we get some crazy storms in the summer that have been waking me up, but that might be do more to the “inimical forces at work around here” (thanks Angela! Great word!).
But just think how easily you'll wake up if your house ever catches on fire.
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