Why I'm still at work now

Stupid morning!

Once upon a time, I was decient at mornings. I've never been one of those disgustingly bright and cheery morning people but I used to be able to get up as soon as the alarm went off. Now I'm lucky if I don't spend an hour smacking the damn thing and hiding under my covers. I don't know why. I mean, I have at least one 8:00 meeting every week, 2 or 3 others before 9:30 and yet I still hide in bed until 9:30 on the "off" days. Why can't I just get up and get to work? Weekends with no alarm, no problem. I'm outta bed by 8. Sometimes by 7. Okay, okay, if we spent the night out with friends, then by 10 but still, thats expected.

I guess it boils down to this, when I don't have to get up at all, I can get up early. When I MUST get up early, I can get up early. Its just those kind'a sort'a should-get-my-butt-to-work days that I fail at.

So in order to be happy with my bed occupation time, I need either more deadlines in my life or less. Figures.