Day Eleven
I went to bed at 10:00 last night and fell asleep within twenty minutes. I slept straight through the night, except for a brief bit of thunderstorming at 12:45. And yet somehow it still took me fifty minutes to get out of bed when my alarm went off at 7:00 this morning. Somebody explain this to me.
Every day that I have a 9:00 class (Contracts — MTTh), I walk into class between one and four minutes late. EVERY DAY. I think there was one day last week or the week before that I was a minute early, but otherwise I been just that weensy bit late every day since the middle of the semester. Frustration. If I could push my mornings back only FIVE MINUTES, I’d be on time every day. No matter when I wake up, it seems I manage to waste just enough time to get past that magic moment.
I sound angry today, but I’m not. Life’s little frustrations, you know.
November 12th, 2008 at 11:57 am
I consistently arrive at work five minutes late. I think the problem lies in watching the clock while getting ready and thinking, “I have X amount of time left.” If there’s X amount of time left, I will fill it with things. Oh, I have thirteen minutes? I can brush a coat of nail polish on my toes! Four minutes? Maybe I’ll re-do my hair. There are two problems with this logic: one, I always underestimate the amount of time any given task will take (blow-dry and flat iron in two minutes? – yeah right); and two, I never, ever factor in the things that I always, always do AFTER I am supposedly “ready” – grab my phone off the charger, find my sunglasses, let the dog go potty, feed the cat, grab a soda for the car, etc etc etc. I wish I could say that recognizing the problem helps to curtail it; it doesn’t. Sorry.
November 12th, 2008 at 2:37 pm
Yes, that’s exactly it! I figure I have the time to read one more news article, or change clothes one more time, or throw on some makeup, or take out the trash, when of course I could get to school successfully without doing any of these things.
And then I have to shut down the computer, find my shoes, turn on a light for Sam, etc. What a weird problem, eh?