Someone out there must have been looking out for me this morning.
I was apparently very tired, or my bed was really comfortable and warm, or I was getting ready for Thanksgiving break a little too early, or some other contrivance that might explain my behavior. Whatever it may have been, all I know is that I was cognizant enough to switch off my first few alarms at about 9:00 a.m.
But then I lost a few hours and found myself woken up at 11:30 a.m. by a call from my mom.
For once in my life I was not up into ungodly hours the night before (or morning of, as it goes), so I have no idea what messed with me and kept me clocked out.
All I know is that I usually leave for class at about 11:00 a.m., since that gives me 2 hours or so to make it from Redondo Beach to Fullerton for my 1:00 p.m. class.
So I came to the conclusion that it might just be worth skipping the first class of the day. Sensation and Perception was the earliest thing on the docket, and considering we just had our exam last Thursday I didn’t imagine anything important would be happening.
Plus I have friends in that class that I could get the notes from.
It was arguably the safest class I could have skipped, as luck would have it. My body’s poor life choices were well timed if nothing else.
But then there was a twist.
As I laid in bed sending out messages of feigned pleading to help with whatever notes I’d be missing, I started my “morning” routine by checking whatever emails I might have missed the night before or gotten while I was asleep.
While looking through my college email, I saw a message had come through from the professor of my Sensation and Perception class.
Apparently he wound up with a flat tire this morning and had to cancel class.
So, by some virtue of whatever Gods may or may not be out there, not only was my body’s messed-up internal clock timed to mesh together with a less-important class, but that less-important class happened to get cancelled anyway.
It literally became a win-win situation. I slept in and missed nothing.
My friend in that class and I laughed off the convenience.
Of course it wasn’t a perfectly timed event, because I still had to come in for my 4:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m. block class. But at least it’s a class I really like coming to.
Also, as it happened, today was an easy day in class. We pretty much just spent the whole day watching a movie.
In fact, I wound up writing this whole thing while the movie was going because I figured why not kill two birds with one stone? Getting my blog post out of the way during an easy, chill class opens up more time for me to do other things later.
Like go to the gym.
Or finish some homework.
Or play some Monster Hunter.
Who knows what the evening will hold! All I know is this goofy little story seemed like fine blog fodder for the day.
So I hope you enjoyed the ironic conveniences of my Tuesday.