Better than a dang alarm clock

Jason must have a bladder of steel.

Really.

Because he can lie in bed until noon or after, easy. Never once does he get up.

Me, not so much.

Since I have to be up at the same time every morning, my body gets used to, well, relieving itself at that time.

So no matter how late I go to bed, I still wake up around the same time to go to the restroom.

Grrr.

And then when I get finished, I can't get back to sleep. Because I eat breakfast at the same time every day, too. And the stomach growling starts.

Double grrr.

So, happy Labor Day, folks. I hope you slept later than I did.