I don't remember hitting it the first time or even the second.
Then Kelly Clarkson entered my world, apparently we are friends, we didn't talk much she was too busy dancing. I didn't care because the weather man was there telling me it was going to get hot later today then rain. I started thinking about what to wear. This took me to the mall but I was too tired to try stuff on.
Then the noise came again. I hit it. It stopped. Peace again. I opened one eye slowly then the other. What time is it? I glanced at the clock 7.10am. My alarm goes off at 6.25am; I have been snoozing for 35 blissful minutes.
Why are those 9 minute snoozes the deepest most wonderful sleeps ever?
I didn't want to get out of bed this morning. Today I feel tired. Thank god for coffee!

Snoozing, shopping and coffee . . . does it get any better?