Julie reached out and slammed her hand on her alarm, silencing the offending blaring. She wished she could travel back in time to meet the jackass that invented alarms and give him the beating he deserved. Since that was impossible (Yet!), she rolled over and pushed the covers off and rubbed her eyes.
Not known as a morning person, her patience was sorely tested once a year when the clocks were moved ahead an hour. Letting out a groan, she made a mental note of someone else she’d love to travel back in time for.
Nothing like a new day.