Every morning, I have to force myself out of bed at gunpoint. First off, my job sucks so that doesn't help with getting out of bed at 5:45 AM. But the fact that we have an ultra comfortable, pillow top California King with Memory Foam on it doesn't help either. This time of year too, it is so extra warm and cozy in the morning. Â
  If we still kept our cats inside, I would never get out of bed. They'd always lay around me, like fuzzy, purring paper weights, trapping me inside the soft, toasty sheets. Then when I finally drag myself out of that warm, cozy, slice of heaven, I trip over my fuzzy black Newf who is snoring and looking way too cute. So, I lay down with him on his dog bed and fall asleep again with my head on his fuzzy belly. Before I know it, I have like 10 minutes to get dressed, shaved and get some coffee and food together before I jump into my car and speed towards the he** I call my job.  It doesn't help that my wife makes her own hours and rarely has to get up before me, so she does the half asleep babbling goodbye stuff to me, all snuggled up in the sheets. Arrrrgh!  Does anybody else have this problem?Â