Re:Awakening: "Ready, set..."

"It's that time again" Easy to notice, hard not to miss, with all the incessant ringing...in my ears -- "in with the new, out with..." Those that re-semble the "jingle all the way..." to the ones that will ring out in unison, or at least in succession, given the different time zones, across the U.S. of A. and elsewhere, on December 24th, right around 11:59 PM..."Go tell it on the mountain..." As well as the ones that are more localized, as in "bedside" The ones that used to be only "alarming!" but now quite adjustable, allowing for different ring tones, volumes, voice quality...Nice. But all ostensibly here to serve us, as a re-Minder of the time of day, month, and year, which will at least be a beginning to get us "oriented" ("time, place, person..."). Bells perhaps accompanied by whistles, that themselves may range from being (purposely?) shrill to more "in tune" with what you were hoping for...And finally even person-ified, at least this time of year by those that have various angelic qualities...which in turn range from those we readily recognize, as in "casted", to the ones we only "come to recognize", perhaps after a long, gradual introduction, so as to not scare us off...to the ones that we only, "upon reflection...deserve a second look..." but have vamoosed, took to flight...too late now, but maybe this time next year...All three representing personal preferences for the ways in which, when we actually are given a choice, choose to be moved, touched...

"Time to get up..." Simply stated, this represents the "Pro-sayic" angel, ("vanilla"), commonplace, unromantic, easily missed, under-stated...In earlier times, the ones where people actually "worked the front desk" at a hotel, one could request a "wake-up" call, which would eventuate, depending on how well you "tipped off" (versus p- - - - d off) the "bell hop" (remember the times where you could actually get assistance in carrying what we used to call "lug-age"? ) -- "I'm calling at your request, as a courtesy, to in-form you it's now 6:01 AM..." - plainly stated in the local vernacular, or in your own, if you requested it and, once again, depending on the size of your tip...These days probably in the form, tone of your personal "Alexa"...which you have probably heard so many times you can easily tune her out...

"Dear, it's getting near..." Whisper in your ear, "Pro-sleep" angelic types (complete with pillows, mattresses, a whole industry now). Probably best person-ified by the TV moms in the days of "Leave it to..." You know, the Mrs. Cleavers in our world, who come to us almost stealthily in the morning, perfectly coiffed, sans "coffee breath", who have already prepped a nice breakfast for us...as well as for the "Eddie Haskells" of the world, who conveniently drop in, to ingratiate, suck up, in order to get a free breakfast (aka "the archetype for the insincere sycophants"). And, when this was insufficient...when we still, after hearing mom's sweet voice, even hearing her sing "you are my🌞..." or humming while she slowly, only so slowly, opened the shades...

"Up and at 'em!"  The "Pro-pulsion" angel types, the ones that were there to make sure we, ourselves, may not become fallen, or just stay in bed too long. Well represented by any "shrill Sargeant" in any tele- series...in and around the home, at least in the Cleaver and Brady Bunch worlds, that still get held up as a standard against which to compare US ("You know, doc, we weren't quite the Bradys...") in the form of the dad who may have just happened to be walking by my door, just before leaving for work, and heard the mom, for the third or fourth time...resulting in the "ripping off of the covers!" These days may be represented by an older sibling feeling empowered to at least threaten "water torture" (rude) or, in the case of an only child, the sternest voice Alexa can muster up, "calling you out", or the other version of a high techie angel-ish, text-to-voice, my parents in unison...whatever is (un)called for, in order to look over and after us, as we begin the day. Accompanied, of course, by...

First Second Pro-forma responders: As in responding respectively, in kind, accordingly, to the call: such as "just let me sleep a little longer mom and I promise..."  on to "just a (December) Second dad, I have plenty of time yet..." and finally, in the third case of the "most rude awakening ever!" the understandable, heard-by-the-neighbors response, "I don't care what mom and dad told you, get the hell out of my room!" 

Next step: "Just a little touch-up and I'll be re:ady..."