Yogis & alarms

Time seems to be an unusually common theme with me this week. Set about a billion alarms to wake up this morning, I thought I'll wake up at 7:50 do an hour of yoga, go to class, go through my day. I remember hitting snooze a few times, then when I finally awoke..hit my iphone and it was 10:30, I have class at 10:30. So i flew out of bed, got myself around and decent, brushed my teeth and grabbed a luna bar on my way out the door. My class is two hours long, and my professor gives us a ten minute break in the middle, so by the time I arrived at 11:30, class was on break, so I came in and took a seat without causing a disruption. I told my professor, better late than never..and that my alarm clock and I had a fight this morning, and the alarm beat me. It was a rough morning. He laughed and marked me as being present. So alas my yoga session will have to wait until I get home at 11:30 this evening..I really prefer to just head to bed when I get home after a day of classes and work but we all must make sacrifices. Its now 1:10pm..tick tock goes the clock...one more class then off to work where the siren sings her song and brings people in with the allure of the smell of coffee.