So, that's why!

I've discovered my true reasons for marrying Kris.

He reminds me of my mother.

Today, we had to leave from Helen and Toss' house at 6:00 to get to the airport in time for our flight. Or so we were told, based on Friday morning security line and traffic patterns. In reality, leaving at 6:03 AM meant we were at the terminal before the airport had posted which gate our flight was departing from.

But, at that point, I had been awake for two hours, and already ready to go back to sleep.

Mom declared the night before she was getting up at 4:30 AM. "Why so early?" I moaned.

"Because it takes me that long to get going in the morning."

"It takes me that long, too, but you don't see me getting up that early."

"You might tomorrow, dearie."

Along came 4:30 AM, and off went the alarms. Mom turned it off, and snuggled back into bed. I, vaguely awake, thought, "All right, some sense!" and started drifting back to sleep.

To be woken up nine minutes later with the realization that Mom had hit snooze and her alarm was going off again.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

She managed to get up around 5 after only a half hour of snoozing. Remarkly similar to Kris, except he has her beat with his usual one hour of snoozing, which is really one hour less of sleep for me. I'd rather sleep soundly with that extra hour than wake up every nine minutes to turn off the snooze.