I woke up this morning feeling deliciously well rested. I stretched a little, enjoyed the feeling of being warm and comfortable. I was listening to the soothing sound of a lawnmower a few houses down. I pondered the beauty of life, and thought about all the things I was grateful for, with a comfortable bed being at the top of the list. All of the sudden, it dawns on me that it is rather quiet in my house, and rather light outside. I sit up straight in bed. The warm and relaxed feeling is gone. I look at the clock. It is 11:00 AM. Work started at 9:00 AM.
In my defense, I had a really hard time falling asleep last night. I was getting ready for bed at a reasonable hour when my roommates from college four way called me to plan our pre-wedding trip, and I got so excited I couldn't fall asleep! At 12:30 I finally gave up on sleeping and went downstairs to read. I read The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. The. Whole. Thing. At 3:00 I decided it was time to go back to bed. I have a vague memory of my alarm going off at 7:00, at which point I must have turned it off and promptly fell back asleep.
I was so well rested today that I got as much done as I would have if I would have gone in at 9. I'm going to propose new work hours. They are called "Wake up when you want and come to work". Somehow I have a feeling they wont go over well!