The job I've just started is, starting tomorrow, a later shift than I've worked in years, 12:30 p.m. to 9 p.m. -- contrasted with this past year's bindery work (almost always 7 a.m. to 3 p.m., on the days when I actually got hours) and the 8-to-5 office work I did before that. So I've been trying to adjust my sleep schedule; I'll need to sleep in longer than I have in years. Enough sleep; very important.
So I stayed up late last night, and when I finally was having trouble tracking the words in the book I'm reading I figured it was the right time for lights out, and I put down the book and turned off the light, and eventually I was asleep. Then comes the morning. I glance over at the clock. 5:50 a.m. OK, I can stay in bed longer, though I wish that I'd awakened later than that, but that's still manageable. Maybe I can fall back asleep; I can have trouble doing that, but let's see if I can reacquire the skill. It takes a while, of being almost-asleep and possibly briefly being asleep and checking the time again and wondering if 5:50 is still too early to wake up and what non-strenuous things I can do in the morning to kill time until it's later that it finally dawns on me that the clock has said 5:50 more than once. In fact, it was still saying it.
Crap. I'd left the dial on the Alarm Set position so I was seeing my most recently-set alrm time. 5:50 a.m. And outside the blinds of my apartment windows, it's not too bright but it's still brighter than it ever is at 5:50 a.m. Should've been my clue.
I turn the dial so my radio alarm clock (the same one I've had since, I kid you not, junior high in the Eighties) would show the time. 8:41 a.m. OK, it's good I hadn't needed to do anything earlier this morning...
So. Enough sleep this morning? Insufficient data, recalculating. In the meantime, hi.