Since we moved into our new house, I have not had to set the alarm clock (except for the time I took the train at 5:5am… cruel, cruel, cruel). You see I have the cutest alarm clock – his name is Alex. When we first moved, Alex would wake up anytime between 6 and 6:30am – so no reason to set an alarm. Since the beginning of June however, things have been getting better. My alarm has been waking me up at 7, 7:15am, which is just perfect. However, today my alarm clock got lazy. He woke me up at 8am. 8am! I’m not really complaining, especially when we are just about to go on vacation, but Matt and I both had to be at work for 9, and I had to put the house in order for the cleaning lady. So mad dash this morning! Luckily we made it pretty much on time – just a few minutes late.