After Poor Kyle bought this house but before we were wed he purchased an alarm clock like the one pictured above (image from here).

I thought it was the stupidest thing in the world.

I mean, I’m lazy, but really? A digital clock projected onto the ceiling? Can’t be bothered to pick up your phone, eh? Or heaven forbid RAISE YOUR WRIST to check the time? It puts lazy to shame.

Nearly 5 years into our marriage, (eff I’m old), I often find myself disgusted with any ceiling that doesn’t have the time projected on it.

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3 Responses to Projected

  1. Chloe says:

    I don’t think I could sleep with something projected on the ceiling… Even though I’m scared of the dark, I can’t sleep with any light on.

  2. irene says:

    I don’t tihnk I’ll like it, even the one my dad has with those green numbers on all the time distract me from sleeping.

  3. Mackenzie says:

    I totally thought the same thing when Brian wanted a projector alarm clock, but it’s pretty much the best thing ever. I love that I can just open my eyes look up and I know the time without having to reach over to look at my phone

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