An Alarming Situation

There must be something wrong with the electric in our bedroom. Either that or there is some type of weird Star Trek space/time/distortion/anomaly thing happening. Our alarm clock seems to gain 2-3 minutes per week. Yeah, weird huh. And it's not just THAT alarm clock. We've had three different alarm clocks and all of them have behaved the same way. Although this particular alarm clock is most hated - by me. Its only redeeming quality is that it has a cd player, which is nice if you want to, well.... listen to cds.

Yesterday morning I was awakened by Dave, at 6am, who told me, "The clock is almost two hours ahead, you may want to make sure you get up on time." We hadn't reset the clock after the Daylight Saving jump back on Sunday morning... why bother? Generally not being awake AT ALL before noon, let alone at 6am I groggily dragged myself across the bed and spent the next 10 minutes randomly pushing buttons on the clock in an attempt to reset the damned thing, which was obviously designed by someone functionally challenged. After an eternity spent in what I felt was a tediously boring dream I immediately dropped back to sleep.... only to wake up late... with no alarm.... but at least the clock was displaying the correct time.

This morning: correct time - which is disorienting enough as we're both now used to adding at least 30+ minutes to whatever we see displayed there - but no alarm again. It WAS set. It was set CORRECTLY. But no cigar. Not even a reach-around. I'm tempted to just set the freaking thing to some random time. Perhaps then it will work right?!

Or we could just put that Grateful Dead cd back in. It always seemed to go off when there was a chance to blast Bobby singing 'Sugar Magnolias...blossoms bloomin' - off key. And THAT woke us up.