Last night before hitting the old waterbed, I looked at my night stand and sighed. I'm finally losing it. There sat not one, not two, but three devices set to wake me tomorrow morning.
I wasn't always this bad. Back in the day, one clock radio was sufficient. Then hubby started working weird hours so I bought a clock that had two alarm settings. Of course just my luck, the radio on it sucked. Sucked hard. Think static with an irritating tinny undertone. But it was the only model I could find that had the double alarm option. So I kept it AND the older clock radio with the better speakers.
Okay. So I had two clock radios. It seemed a tad like overkill, but it worked.
Then last week I awoke to my stereophonic blast as usual, only to have both radios cut out two minutes later. Since I was still lying in bed reviewing my options for
not getting up my wardrobe for the day, I jumped up and found both clocks were also black. No power.
I turned on the bedroom light... hmmm. Power there. Then, in a successful attempt to scare the sh** outta me, both radios blasted on again and the clocks began flashing 12:00. Okaaaaay. Must have been a temporary power outage. So I reset both clocks to the proper time and reprogrammed the alarm settings too.
A minute later it happened again. Both clock radios go dead.
But my bedroom light reamined on. What the hell??? Then suddenly the possessed machines returned to life again... grumbling, I go through the aggravating process of resetting them both once more.
The third time it happened in less than ten minutes, I began to swear profusely, causing one of our cats to shoot out from behind my bed. Grrrr... the mischievous feline had been sleeping on the power bar both radios were plugged into and must have been pressing the on/off switch.
I moved the bar, but just to be sure nothing like that happened again, I started leaving my Blackberry on the night stand as a backup alarm.
Yup. THREE devices to wake me up at 5:30 each morning.
I nearly came to my senses last night and turned off the Blackberry... really, Maureen this was getting ridiculous, I told myself. But myself was tired and left it there for one more night.
Good thing too. Because this morning I was awakened to the ringtone of Bach's Fugue in D Minor on the old Smartphone.
Strangley, no music was streaming from either clock radio. The clocks were working, but no sound of my usual morning show could be heard.
Forty-five minutes later, the station finally kicked in, with the DJ apologizing for the outage; their main antenna had been knocked out. So I guess my OCD saved the day after all.
But now it's got me thinking; what if my Blackberry battery runs low...
Anybody know where I can pick this up?
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