I woke up on my own this morning several minutes before a quarter after (the time my alarm goes of), so I hop up and shower, shave, and get dressed. And am excited –even proud– to be running about 5 minutes ahead of schedule. I think to myself “I am going to start getting up 5 minutes earlier every day.”
I throw on a sports jacket and pack my laptop bag and pause to wait for Rebecca to tell me to have a good day. But Rebecca isn’t on cue.
I now worry I am about to lose my 5 minute advantage and make noise moving things around in my laptop bag hoping to wake up Rebecca. She stirs a little but still doesn’t wake up.
I sigh loudly (over my fake frustration from having to move things around in my laptop bag –which is realy just a pretext to awaken Rebecca so she can finally tell me to “Have a nice day” before I leave).
I have to admit some of the sigh was real because I had now lost my entire 5 minute advantage from waking up on my own.
Finally, Rebecca, raises up and looks at her clock and asks me in a perturbed voice, “Do you realize it is 2am?”
I looked at my clock. Ummm…
Apparently when I woke up on my own I noticed the minutes but forgot to look at the hour.
Actually it was only 1:58 am now (not 2am as Rebecca insisted), but I didn’t see the point in correcting her since I had mistakenly gotten up not 5 minutes early — but 5 minutes and 5 hours early.
I didn’t know what to say except “Well, I didn’t know it was 2am.” I quietly got back in bed and when my alarm went off at 615am, I turned it off and over-slept my usual 5 minutes. And told myself there were just too many variables involved in trying to be 5 minutes ahead of schedule all day long — and that it is sometimes better to just stick with what you know.
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