I love how things work out sometimes. Friday morning when I woke up I was so, so tired. The sun is coming up later and I’m a pretty SAD person (meaning I get Seasonal Affective Disorder). So I thought this year I will finally buy a sunrise light. I know they’re around $100, so I started the buying process by mentally preparing myself to spend $100 on a light.
I went out for dinner Saturday and stopped by somewhere I’d seen but never looked in – an HSN outlet. I love outlets, junk stores, pawn shops, etc. So I get in there and right up front is a light therapy device with sunrise feature. Priced at $70. Awesome.
The store is pretty much how I thought it would be. Lots of crap I’d buy before I entered my mature "I don’t need shit" mentality. So, on the way out, I grab the device and head to checkout.
I didn’t pay attention to how the outlet priced their crap, but apparently, the longer a product sits there the cheaper it gets. This product must have been pretty old because it rang up at $17. Holy crap! I was mentally prepared to spend $100, happy to spend $70, and ended up paying $17.
Last night I hooked it up, but misunderstood and misprogrammed the sunrise alarm feature. I wanted to be up at 6:00, so I set the alarm for 5:30 with a 30 minute ramp-up time. That’s not how it works; it started glowing at 5:00 to finish at 5:30.
So, at 5:30 this morning, my room literally looked like the middle of the day. Damn that thing is bright! And I woke up. I woke up, immediately turned it off and went back to sleep.
It was interesting that the device really did wake me up. And the waking was pretty easy, not jarring like an alarm. This week will be the real test.
Yeah, and also on Saturday morning I got to stand my theological ground against a couple of Jehovah’s Witnesses. The most interesting exchange was when they tried to convince me God was a person.
“So you’re saying, like a person, he has likes and dislikes?” I asked.
“Yes, of course.”
“So he’s biased?”
“I wouldn’t use the word ‘biased’ with God…”
I pretty much summed up my beliefs for them in that I do give thanks for what I have been afforded, although I don’t feel compelled to give thanks to a specific being with a name. And lo and behold, that night I find something I put into my subconscious the previous day at a price I never imagined. So I’m giving thanks for my fortune here and now.