Everyone needs a little humbling embarrassment.

And boy did I get it. I've never been a great morning person, in fact I hate mornings. The problem is that I never help myself make mornings better (i.e. GO TO BED AT A DECENT HOUR!)... Although I know I should go to sleep and there usually isn't anything good on after 10pm anyways, I can never seem to will myself to sleep until its past midnight. This being said, the tale of my embarrassment unfolds...

So it's Sunday night and of course I hit the hay at a little past midnight and I full on konk out. My room was that perfect oven roast temperature where the second you're asleep you don't move an inch throughout the night...Anyways, all of a sudden I wake up and whip around to look at my clock (this is a normal occurrence for me... i have a tendency to sleep in due to lack of sleep time). I see that the clock reads 10:30 and just about have a heart attack.

Now because I'm such a horrible morning person my clock was actually about a half hour fast which I always forget in my zombielike morning state. I jumped out of bed knowing that my wonderfully caring co-workers probably think I've been murdered since I live solo, and raced to my cell phone which I always keep in my living room.

8 missed calls and 4 texts.

Before I get a chance type a single word I hear a knock at my door. Not even thinking about my bedroom attire I open the door to find my boss and our office volunteer Jack. "I'm sorry I'm not wearing any pants!" was about all I could muster in my panic stricken, delusional state. Followed by many "I suck"'s. Long story short, I think Connie said it best... I need an alarm clock that slaps me in the face to wake me up in the mornings... and to be honest if it saves me from answering the door in my knickers, I'd be willing to take a little slap every now and again.