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Waking up before the alarm and waiting for it to go off is surreal and stressful. Sure, I could get out of bed, turn the alarm off and start my day. But I won't. I treasure every moment in bed beneath the sheets. Logic would say that I'm not really sleeping at 4:55 when I lay there in anticipation of the alarm, so I may as well get out of bed. Logic has nothing to do with it; there is principal at stake.

What that principal is, I can't say. But it's important to me.
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Chirping birds woke me this morning. Somehow I switched the sounds trying to turn the clock off this weekend.

There are sounds for falling asleep to, on the clock: crickets, ocean waves and a waterfall. Two sounds make me have to pee, the other is irritating. The crickets say, "chirp-chirp-chirp," three times, over and over. Chirp-chirp-chirp. Pause. Chirp-chirp-chirp. Pause. Chirp-chirp-chirp. Pause. Chirp-chirp-chirp. How this is supposed to be soothing is beyond me.
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The seagulls back, in spite of me having shot them in my dream yesterday morning. I've heard them describes as being "rats with wings," and I believe it. You can never get rid of all the rats; like roaches, they can survive a nuclear weapon. Should the world ever go up in nukes, that will be all that is left - rats, roaches and seagulls.

I'm hating the seagull alarm clock, but I can't tell Jeff that. He will get big sad puppy-dog eyes and act all hurt. He will suggest that I switch the alarm to chirping birds or the rooster, but they are even worse than the seagulls.

My marriage depends on me learning to tolerate dreams in the mornings that resemble scenes from Hitchcock's "The Birds."

**shudders**
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This morning I dreamed that I shot all of the seagulls, one by one. As a result, I slept for an extra 15 minutes.
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The seagulls in the morning are making my world even more surreal than usual.

Who would make an alarm clock with seagull sounds? Who, but my husband, would buy one?

Now, in my dreams, I have to bring a bag of breadcrumbs to keep the little bastards happy, lest they swoop in and buzz by my head.

I have never woke up on a beach. I have not slept in a beach house since I was 9 years old. I can't even remember the last time I saw the ocean.

But that alarm clock makes me forget these things, and every morning in that twilight sleep, that's where I am. Until I finally get out of bed and turn on the light, sending the electronic seagulls flying into the nothingness of thin air.
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I woke up this morning thinking, "Damn, is the weekend over all ready?" forgetting that it had already been over for a day and a half.

My new alarm clock sounds like seagulls, and when I hit the snooze it's like shutting the window to my dream created beach house to make them shut up and go away for 9 minutes. My other options are a crowing rooster or generic songbirds or the standard annoying buzzer. It's summer, so I let electronic seagulls rouse me.

My husband got me a new alarm clock for my 36th birthday. He was very disappointed because it took me a week to plug it in and set it and try out the rooster and the songbirds and the seagulls. He was excited about the alarm clock. I thought it was quaint, but not exciting.

Maybe this is a sign of my general shallowness and greed. To my mind, a 7' tall hand-carved hard wood grandfather clock with chimes would be exciting, but an electric alarm clock that sounds like seagulls is not so much.

What the hell is wrong with me???

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