Annoyed, I wake up and poke at the STOP of my alarm, “tweet tweet tweet.” Honestly, it’d be annoying no matter what sound it is and I’ve got about nine more sounds to go through.
I’m just so tired. I sink back in with borrowed time, “snooze” sleep.
This isn’t real sleep, its the sleep with anticipation, no, dread, that another alarm will remind me my time now belongs to today. It’s not mine.
I look around at my sleeping family all crammed into one bed. Kitties by my fiance’s head, dog sprawled across my feet.
Cheering me on with their purrs and snores, they’re all in my corner, but I’m out for the count.
After all, I do have a few more alarms left.
theteachingbee 
I think I have a similar routine. I set my alarms super early so I can hit that snooze. Great post!
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