Sometimes I Hate Mornings

Phone ringing… phone ringing… eyes peel open…

I fumble through yesterday’s jeans for my cell phone.

“Uhhh, hello”

“Morning, sunshine. Are we going to do this?”

“Do what? Oh, crap, what time is it?”

“9:30. Sunday. List server upgrade.”

I’m instantly wide awake.

“What the hell, my alarm didn’t go off.”

“Should I just do this myself?”

“Nah, I’m awake now, I’ll help. Freaking alarm.”

“It was probably user error.”

“Probably. Give me sixty seconds and I’ll be online.”

I roll over and grab my laptop. There’s nothing like doing work while you’re still in bed. But then again, there’s nothing like sleeping while you’re in bed, either.