My alarm starts screaming 5:30 on the dot every weekday. I shoot up in bed, my blood-shot eyes snap open, and my hands start slapping down on my nightstand to keep the shrill shrieks of my phone from waking Indy. It’s pretty horrendous.
Recently I even downloaded a nice new alarm for my phone that starts out low and gradually gets louder. I thought that would help me wake up a little easier. I’ve been using it for months. Turns out nothing can make waking up that early any better.
So imagine my delight when my alarm went off at 5:30 on Wednesday morning, followed quickly by a phone call from my school’s automated system. The sweet, emotionless robot told me that there would be a delayed opening. Classes will begin at 9:30 today, not 7:30 as they usually do.
I was in that beautiful place between sleep and awake when I heard it. Was it a dream? Did I make all that up? I didn’t care. I set my phone for the new wake-up time, two hours later than my usual, and drifted back into a peaceful slumber.
It’s pretty amazing what an extra two ours of sleep will do for a person.
I woke up fully rested at 7:30. I got 9 hours of sleep! (I’d made it to bed relatively early the night before- 10:30. Bonus!). Even though I had allotted myself the same hour of prep before leaving for work, I found that I had so much more time to get ready between 7:30 and 8:30 than I do between 5:30 and 6:30. My breakfast tasted better, the channel 4 news was a little happier, my hair looked great- everything was wonderful!
The school day whizzed by as we kept our usual 2:15 dismissal, and while the periods were significantly shortened (35 minutes as opposed to 55 minutes) we still had the same number of classes as we do on a usual day, and my kids still got work done. By the end of the day, I found myself wondering the same thing as the kids, “Why can’t we start this late every day?”
I know that realistically it wouldn’t work out. I realize that the twenty minutes of lost instruction, while not totally missed on Wednesday, would eventually add up and be craziness for me a few weeks down the road. But for one day? For one day it was pretty great.
Anyone else out there start as early as me? Anyone else feel my pain?
Happy Friday, everyone. Sleep in!