The snooze button is a definite weakness of mine. I don’t have a typical alarm clock. I have a smart device that I turn off verbally, which may be worse. (Maybe because the alarm is soothing rather than a little bit jarring.) I’m typically asleep again before my alarm goes off the second time. Sometimes without missing a beat in my dream cycle.
I know snoozing’s not good for me, but I only snooze once per morning so it’s been a pretty low priority as far as making a change is concerned. However, my wife is the one who encouraged me to get up after the first alarm after I started disrupting her sleep.
I was convinced it wouldn’t make me feel less lethargic. And I was reluctant to give it a try. My thinking was that everyone needs an Achilles’ heel. Snoozing would be mine.
Okay, I’m kidding. My wife wanted me to stop snoozing, so I had to try. But I was more than a little skeptical about a lack of snoozing, decreasing my sleep inertia. I didn’t think my body was getting confused about whether or not it was time to sleep so much as I was suffering from exhaustion. Ultimately, there was no way of knowing without a little experimentation.
On my first day without a snooze, I woke up ten minutes before my alarm because of a crying baby. I’m not sure if I felt better or not, but I did get to the writing desk faster and without feeling like I needed a shower to wake me up.
I thought this was because a crying infant caused me to stir, not because of skipping a snooze. By just day three, I was ready to give up. I again tried to tell my wife that I needed to be deficient in some areas. But she disagreed, so I had to keep at it.
Almost a year later, circumstances have changed, but I never think about snoozing. This could be seen as an accomplishment or, at the very least, the elimination of a bad habit, but neither one of those things keeps me from feeling like shit in the mornings.
photo: Amanda Jones