Beep Beep Beep

This morning marked the beginning of yet another era in my life. I had managed to avoid it for the past 14 or 15 years and was damn proud of it. It can no longer be avoided. I have now entered the dreaded "Alarm Clock" Era. That's right, I have to wake up at a pre-scheduled time that doesn't have a "p.m." follow it, something I had managed to avoid in that decade plus.
I can hear the questions now, "That time span puts the start before college. Didn't you set an alarm while in college?" Well, yes, but this time I actually have to get up (you can ask any friends about my legendary snooze ability).
So, what could possibly force me to set an alarm every morning and actually listen to it? Like anything I have to do now a days, it's the kids. Debbie started working again, so she's out the door before 7. That leaves me in charge of the kids and Sheba all morning. If I sleep in, I have to find a way to entertain Eric, Lauren, and Sheba while taking a bath. It ain't happening. If that isn't possible, that means I have to be up and cleaned BEFORE the kids wake up. That means I have to be up before Debbie leaves the house! *AAARRGGH*
I can feel your sympathy emanating through my computer screen now. "Oh you poor thing!" I can hear. "You have to wake up before 7? That's horrible!". So, thank you for your sympathy. I shall pretend that none of it is facetious in any way.