Snooze Button NO More

Above is a short video of my roommate jumping on his Snowboard into an airbag at Kirkwood. 

Taken Sat., Jan. 7, 2012

Life is full of choices.  We make choices every day.  To shower or not to shower, Sack lunch or eat out, exercise in the morning or at night, drink soda or water, go to work or take the day off, take out the garbage or let it overflow, decaf or regular.  Sometimes you will see immediate results and sometimes you will have to wait years to see results of our choices.  Sometimes we don’t even think about the choices we make as they have just become habits/routines.

For a while my first dozen choices of my day was to hit the snooze button.  I just dreaded getting up and having to face yet another day. Thankfully things have changed.  Now I wake up before the alarm goes off, roll over, smile and look forward to being awake and getting my day started. I even look forward to going to work as it will provide me with the means to live the life I have created for myself and I also enjoy the feeling of accomplishment after I am able to solve a million problems for my boss. In addition it provides me a million stores to share with my roommate over dinner.  Work life has been a soap opera lately and everyday is a cliffhanger that makes you want to come back for more.

Things haven’t always been like this for me. For years I was a workaholic. I worked long hours and didn’t get home till 10pm many nights. I gave the same line many stereotypical husbands give “I had to work late.” I wasn’t lying. I wasn’t pulling a fast one and having an affair or going to bars. I really did work till late those nights and came straight home after work. At the same time the truth is I rarely really “had to work late.” I wouldn’t have gotten fired or reprimanded if I left at 5pm. Yes, there is the occasion that you have to work late, your boss needs something now, but for the most part if you have something to look forward to do after work, you will find a way to get out of there when the clock chimes 5pm.  So, for many years I choose to work late.  Now that I’ve been there and done that myself. If my roommate or husband starts a pattern of saying, “I have to work late,” I will confront him to find out if he really has to work late or if I’m making life at home so unbearable that he doesn’t want to come home and if that is the case I’ll ask what can I change so he will be counting down the minutes in great anticipation till he gets to go home. I never want my roommate or husband to feel like I did.