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Stop instead of Snooze

I open my eyes to the sound of my alarm at 5:30am. I am one of those people that needs about 30 minutes of "snooze" before I am able to get out of bed.

5:30: I hear the sound of the alarm. I barely open my eyes to press snooze and in an instant I fall right back to sleep.

5:39: I hear it again. I open one eye, click snooze and fall right back to sleep. 

5:48: The alarm sounds. I open one eye, click snooze and fall right back to sleep. 
6:04: I open one eye, this time, no alarm... Uh oh... "I hit stop instead of snooze!!!" I said as I jumped out of bed and rushed to the shower! 





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  1. Katie SuomiMarch 5, 2019 at 10:21 AM

    Our mornings sound very similar!

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  2. Amanda PottsMarch 5, 2019 at 5:37 PM

    Hahahaha! I've been there. Now I've got kids - and not yet teens! - so this is a virtual impossibility for me. Love the structure of this slice!

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  3. Elisabeth EllingtonMarch 6, 2019 at 11:59 AM

    I also really like the structure of this slice. I don't think I have ever used the snooze button! Once that alarm goes off, I am awake!

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  4. Purviben K.Trivedi-ZiembaMarch 6, 2019 at 8:39 PM

    Ah! Stop instead of Snooze.

    Very familiar.

    Glad you wrote about it.

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  5. TeriMarch 7, 2019 at 7:56 PM

    I found your page when I was commenting about the La Croix slice. I also enjoy a good diet coke. Then I came across your 5:30 am slice and I just had to read it because I wrote about the exact opposite morning routine just yesterday. I wake up before my alarm sounds, which is at 5:00. When I actually wake up to the alarm I never snooze. I always quickly pop out of bed. Our similarities and differences gave me a good smile this evening. Thanks!

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