For some reason my alarm clock is set for 5:30am, despite the fact that I always hit the snooze button. For some reason the snooze is set for 9 minutes. Not ten, not fifteen, not five, but nine. It must have been some preset. Regardless, I usually just need 5 more minutes. I just kind of want to savor the feeling of the warm bed, I want to stay oblivious just a little bit longer, and then I can face the day - sort of. Some days, and even weeks, are worse than others and I will hit the snooze button more than once. I just can't face it - whatever it is - a person, a problem, the unknown of the day. I just want five more minutes! "Can I just have 5 MORE MINUTES?" It reminds me of my kids at birthday parties, or their grandparents house when their cousins are there, or the worst, the beach. I remember a birthday where I had taken all four kids to McDonald's. I told them 5 more minutes. A woman next to me, who was a grandmoth...
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