Time for Everything

I use my cell phone as my alarm clock, as it tends to be a bit more reliable than my regular alarm (in other words, I don't have to worry about the power going out in the middle of the night, turning off the alarm, and making me late for work - or, at least, later than usual!) Generally, when the alarm goes off, I push the button on the side of the phone, allowing me to snooze for 10 more minutes.

I tried to do that today, but accidentally hit the phone, sending it flying through the air, then crashing to the ground. It landed on the floor in two pieces (well, three actually: the main phone, the back of the phone, and the battery). I had to turn on the light to find all three pieces, put them together, and turn the phone back on. By this time I was wide awake. Not a bad thing, as I finally was able to wake up on time.

Now, somewhere between when I put that last piece of the phone together and when I got into my car for work, I large quantity of time just slipped away from me and I ended up getting to work a little late...again. How does this happen? I have every intention of getting myself up and out the door in a timely manner, but I think there must be some sort of time vacuum that just sucks the minutes out of my life and leaves me scrambling at the last minute to make it into work at a decent hour.

This is a mystery to solve, but not now. I'm late for a meeting.