Last night, I moved my morning alarm up 10 minutes. That shouldn’t be a big deal. I wake up before my alarm more often than not anyway.
Ah, but it matters why I moved up the alarm…
it wasn’t to achieve a new goal I set.
It wasn’t because I have been late to work.
I had to drop my son off at the airport at 5:30 this morning so he could get to Virginia Beach, VA and weigh in for the High School Senior Nationals Wrestling Championship!
On a normal morning, if I am a few minutes late to work, the consequences are minimal. However, waking up late this morning meant consequences that are quite a bit larger.
So, when I woke up in the middle of the night. That is not unusual. However, thoughts started crossing my mind…
“Did I set the alarm right?…
Yes. I just backed it up 10 minutes. I didn’t screw up and set it for 4:15 P.M.
“What if my alarm doesn’t work?”…
Come on! What is the likelihood that the radio will fail TONIGHT?
What if there is a power outage?…
I didn’t have an answer for that one…
Should I get up and set my cell phone alarm also?”…
That thought made me even more tired so I tried to use that momentum to fall asleep…
But before I knew it, I was pondering how rocky my confidence was becoming. In about 15 minutes, I had gone from resting peacefully, because I was confident that I had taken care of everything to hoping that I didn’t oversleep.
So, my subconscious made sure that I didn’t…
When the alarm finally went off (I had been waiting for nearly three hours!), I realized how adversely those thoughts had affected my sleep.
I felt like meat that had been tenderized with a hammer for several hours!
Talk about multiplying your time…
10 minutes grew into several hours of mental beating,
I got him there on time. Yeah! But I can’t wait to get home and go to sleep!
