The alarm goes off at 5:30 am and I slowly open my eyes and feel the weight of two cats (one big, one little) sleeping on me. I roll over and hit the snooze button. And again, and again, and again. Finally, just before 6 am I roll myself out of bed and hop into the shower. After I'm dried, call out to Hubby to let him know that he's got to get up. I throw on my bathrobe and head to the kitchen to eat my breakfast (lately, a bowl of rice krispies and a cup of tea) and make our lunches for the day. Next, I make my self pretty. Do my hair, put on some make up, and get dressed. Then, Hubby and I are out the door. He drops me off at the bus stop with a kiss. I board the bus, listen to my iPod, and enjoy my stress-free commute to work. I secretly love bus time. 20 uninterrupted minutes of me and my music, and the occasional crazy drunk person, but that's rare, at least in the mornings.