Today I got to work a mere 20 minutes earlier than usual, and can I just tell you that it made me feel so good about myself?
If this seems like a small feat to you, you should consult any of my past roommates/any member of my family. They will tell you how much I value my sweet, sweet sleep time and that I actually miss being 14 for the simple fact that it’s considered normal to want to sleep till lunchtime every day. I think all adults have something productive and normal that they struggle to keep up, but we're just scared of being judged if we admit it.
(And I don't ever sleep till lunchtime. I do have a job/life/grownup guilt.)
But, today my meetings started a little earlier and I needed to be in the office just a bit ahead of the curve. So last night, I set my alarm for earlier than normal. I could tell that the alarm clock was not optimistic that I’d be able to handle this. It was all, “bring it.” And my internal clock was all, “consider it brung.”
Last time I needed to really hold myself up to something similar (going to the gym at 6:00am – what was I thinking?), I set my Facebook status the night before to read, “ask me if I made it to the gym before work.”
And wouldntcha know, I brung it up and down and all around. That time AND this time.
And thus we see that sometimes we just need to try a little harder and promise ourselves a power nap at lunch to replace the 20 minutes we lost this morning, even though we know full well that we won’t have time for that.
The end.
2 comments:
high 5!!! and on a monday no less!
impressive! i'm gonna try that one day
I wholeheartedly applaud you. I have the same disease. I blame it on the fact that I moved to Alaska, thus throwing off my internal clock forever (you'd think that five years would be long enough to adjust, but not so much).
I meant to get to work early today. But I didn't. I got to work on time, which was actually late because I had a zillion things to do. I spent the whole day feeling discombobulated. :(
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