Underslept

I woke to find the weight of lateness drenching the air and clouding my mind. I stared at the clock. Seven-thirty already. Seven... Thirty... Zzzzz...

SEVEN! THIRTY ?!!!!!!?!!!!!!?

(gasp)


You should have seen the glorious splendor of the next thirty minutes. The fastest shower ever. The rushing of the sleep-walking kids through the dressing and the brushing of the teeth and the no-no-we-have-to-leave-right-this-very-second-so-put-the-other-shoe-on-in-the-car. It was... amazing. Well, in that dumbfounded sort of way. Not like, giant-leap-for-mankind sort of stuff. So, you know... typical Shawn-like behavior. The stuff that makes you shake your head in astonished befuddlement.

We zipped down the highway at the atypical seventy miles per hour (and we were being passed by most!), made good time off-highway, and... at the school we arrived. Only two minutes late. Wow. If I do say so myself.

I glanced at the clock in the car. Apparently for the first time. I was confused.

7:02.

What?

That can't be right. I checked my cell phone.

7:02.

What. The heck.


And then it occured to me. There was no traffic. And I mean NO traffic. I was able to go 70, which NEVER happens in the morning. It's always more like 45-55 on average, and at times 20 due to congestion. But today, 70.

And it was darker than usual. Due to the forecast for rain I initially presumed, but apparently more like due to lack of sunlight.

And the school. It was practically abandoned. Not bustling with cars and kids and the like as is the norm.

What have I done?


Clearly, I actually woke up on time, but FELT late. And in my cloudiness read the clock wrong (I am ironically fond of analog time-keeping devices, however else I digitally exist). On double-checking since then, there were no daylight-savings-time slacking time-pieces to be found. I simply... screwed up. Quite emphatically.

So the kids were at school an hour early instead of twenty minutes. And I was at work earlier than almost ever. And because I ate lunch at my desk, the day crept by ever so imperceptibly slowly.


I guess this was better than oversleeping. And while I technically woke-up on time, it felt more like I underslept. Perhaps because I almost always oversleep a little. Oh well, it shouldn't matter nearly as much in a couple days. The morning traffic woes should dramatically improve. Stay tuned.