The Making of a Morning Person (Day 12)

The Strong Finish


I was sure that going back to work would give me the nudge I needed. Nah. In fact, I almost missed my 7am bus.

To top it off, the reason I was so tired was that I was up late the night before trying to get through a bunch of marking. I thought I had done enough to squeak by, if I worked hard for an hour before school started and then for the two hours during my prep and lunch.

At school, I had gotten very little done by the time the clock hit 8:40am. Grudgingly, I stood up from behind my stack of assignments, walked to the door and swung it wide, to find:

Nothing.

No kids. I had a moment where I wondered if I was so sleep snafu’ed that I was hallucinating. I chased down a colleague in the hall. I felt like Scrooge on Christmas morning. “Where the hell are the kids?!?” I asked.

She stared at me blankly. “We have an organizational day today. No kids. No classes.”

My jaw dropped.

“You forgot?” she asked.

It felt like I was starting March Break all over. I would get the assignments marked after all, no pressure, lots of time, a nice slow start back to work.

“This is the happiest day of my life,” I said.

On that note, I feel I have been given a reprieve. Time to catch up and start over. I will spare you my daily sleep reports until I have something of note to mention. Perhaps a weekly executive summary would be appropriate.

Ed’s Note: It would certainly help put you to sleep.

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