More tired than I thought, I guess.
I stayed up “all night” that Monday night. I knew I had student evaluations to fill out, but they always creep up on me. Plus, I had another project due over the weekend. I figured I’d just bang out the evaluations in the evening. Little did I recall how long it actually takes.
I finally jumping into bed at 9:00 a.m. to sleep for what I thought would be 50 minutes.
My parents planned to get on Skype at 10:00 a.m. my time, 8:00 p.m. theirs. I almost called it off, knowing I needed sleep, but I hate to trade talking with my parents for sleeping a couple hours.
So I set my alarm. Then crashed. Hard.
Next thing I know, I’m checking my watch – 3:36 – and wondering if that’s a.m. or p.m.
Turns out, I’d slept for six and a half hours, dead to the world, oblivious to my alarms, completely missing the Skype call. Not only that, but work, where I was supposed to have arrived around 2:30 at the latest, since I needed to turn in the evaluations.
A few teachers and the director asked for an explanation, of course. I didn’t know what to say. “Sorry, I slept through my alarm” just doesn’t cut it when you step into work at 4:00 in the afternoon.
Oh, and just to add an exclamation mark to the context, this happened not during but after “my worst week in Korea.”
