Early to Bed, Early to Rise
Last night, Josh and I had the most brilliant idea of all time. At least it was brilliant for us. You are likely brilliant on a daily basis. Josh and I… not so much.
Last night we went to bed before 1 am.
It all started with a robo-call from the school system outlining this idea that is going to vote soon on changing the school start and end times. We chuckled as we listened, and I said, “sure, make the school day earlier. I’d love to be 20 minutes late instead of 10 minutes late.” You see, our family does not wake easily. We are cranky in the morning; naturally late risers.
Later in the evening, the thought still in my head, I commented that I’d like to go to bed early.
“What do you mean by early?” Josh asked.
“Like 11 pm. Okay, 11:30. Or… like before midnight,” I told him.
A little bit after that, Josh proposed that we go to bed immediately. Right then and there. At 10:15.
What the hell? It was an idea that rocked me more than Taco Bell creating that Dorito-flavoured taco shell. Going to bed at 10:15? That just may be the craziest, most creative, most challenging idea presented to me all week. I immediately agreed.
It took us almost 45 minutes to close up shop; washing dishes, putting away laundry, getting distracted by a Key & Peele sketch, getting ready for bed. But still. We were in bed before 11 pm with the promise that we’d wake at 6 am and be incredibly productive.
I didn’t think I’d fall asleep that early, mostly because I have a lot of trouble falling asleep and staying asleep. But the somnolent stars aligned, and I fell asleep quickly (it helped that I didn’t play Candy Crush at all yesterday) and stayed asleep until the multiple alarms we set around the room went off. Yes, we didn’t trust ourselves to actually get up so we set three different alarms.
This morning, I wrote two articles and finished a third before I took the kids to school. I then launched directly into yoga and was showered and ready to edit a manuscript before 10 am. This never happens.
I don’t think every day would go like today if we always went to bed early and rose early. But I think I can trick my brain into going to bed early and waking early one day per week. I think I’m going to choose Wednesdays into Thursdays. And then I’m going to be a machine on Thursdays, cranking through work and other productive activities.
I mean, that is, unless we oversleep. Which is a definite possibility.
What is your bedtime and waking time?