Dave Duncan

"Eat Well, Stay Fit, Die Anyway"

“So, are you getting up?”

When I woke up today, it was the kind of day where I wished I was in school and could just bag class.  I looked over at my alarm clock and reasoned with myself over whether I could (or should) turn off the alarm, hit the snooze button or just get up and start my day.  Sadly, I made the responsible adult choice and I’ve been regretting it all day.

I’m sure that once my day is done, I’ll be glad that I didn’t just play hooky.  It’s much harder to pull off once you have a full-time job with voicemail and an email inbox that will overflow if you don’t come in.  Still, it made me miss the good old days.

One big reason I didn’t just roll over and go back to sleep is that Danielle was already up.  That’s one thing I don’t miss about the good old days… not having a wife at home to encourage me to get out of bed when I’m a grouch in the morning.  She even does it with tact.  Rather than reminding me what time it is, or that I’d better hurry if I’m going to get in to the office on time, she always asks the same question… “So, are you getting up?”.

It’s a rhetorical question and is pretty redundant.  Of course I’m getting up, but just by asking she’s reminding me that I don’t really have much of a choice, but that choice is still mine to make.  It’s a good way of dealing with the evil monster that is Morning Dave.

So, each morning I continue to get out of bed pleased that I have made the decision to do so of my own accord.  My destiny is still mine to decide, I just need someone to remind me of that each morning.

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