Last night before we went to bed, the hubby put the alarm on for 6:15 because he had to be up early in the morning to run an errand before heading into work. I told him that since he's putting the alarm for that early, that he has to get up and shut it off since he's the one who needs to get up first. Fast forward to this morning.... the alarm must have went off at 6:15 AM. Did I hear it? Nope. The hubby must have gotten up, hit the snooze button for me to wake up later and went into the shower to get ready for work. Fast forward to 7:00AM, I'm completely knocked out sprawled out on the bed with the covers half on AWAKEN by the hubby telling me to wake up because it's 7. When I finally come out of my comatose sleep I realize that the radio is going off and my hubby is standing over me poking me to wake up. I did not hear the alarm go off after he hit snooze and for about 30 minutes the radio was on pretty loud while he was in the shower. And me?, did not hear the radio AT ALL, not even in my dreams.
So, thank goodness for the hubby because I probably would have slept till lord only knows when. Even after he was poking, throwing his pj lounge pants on me, and harassing me it still took me about 10 minutes to physically get out of the bed.
Oh Monday morning, how I am NOT a fan of you.