My Inner Child

I believe there is one way

in which every adult is still

A child.

Mine is sleep. 

I need a full 8 hours to be semi functional.

Unfortunately for my inner child,

I just started a new job.

Starting Time—7:30

A Typical Prework Morning

Alarm—6:37

**Groan**

Alarm—6:42

**Throw my phone**

Alarm—6:47

Look at my phone

and debate how long it will take me to

Brush my teeth, dress, eat.

**Doze off**

Alarm—6:55

(I refer to this alarm setting as my

“last chance to wake up” alarm)

Get up

Brush teeth, dress, grab banana

Time—7:06

Walk to work

Arrive—7:28

Yes, my inner child is suffering

Making me both moody and grumpy.

Today I almost snapped.

Then,

miraculously,

I fixed someone’s phone issue

And he promptly started singing

“You are the wind beneath my wings”.

Saving my bank acct. for one more day.

Next week scheduled start time-6:00