is knowing in your gut that the school secretary's going to call you by 6:00 in the morning asking you to sub. You went to bed late after a strangely discordant evening spent watching Downton Abbey (oh, Edith!) and the Golden Globes (WTF, Jodie?). After a few hours you're wide awake. You flop around in bed with your head full of all the things you must do. Then you stagger out to the couch and read Cold Comfort Farm for a half hour. Thinking you're tired enough, you return to bed to discover the blankets have been whisked away to the far side of the bed and now you're cold and trying to steal a few back without waking up your life partner. An hour later you finally get comfortable enough to fall asleep. Until the phone rings and the school secretary's on the line asking if you're free to cover 4-year-old preschool.
Thank goodness it's only a half day assignment.