Yesterday was Groundhog Day. To some, it’s just a yearly event where the good people in Punxsutawney, PA, celebrate around a groundhog to hear its winter forecast: if the rodent sees a shadow, we’ll get 6 more weeks of winter (which it did this year). To others, it’s a day of reflection rooted in the Bill Murray 1993 movie “Groundhog Day” where the main character, Phil, gets stuck reliving the same day (Feb 2nd) day after day after day. I’m in that latter group.
What would it be like if my Groundhog Day had repeated over and over? Let’s start with what happened on Day 1:
- Overslept right through my alarm and had to apply lotion and eat a banana on the train (not the most glamorous situation, take it from me)
- Go to work and had several productive meetings during the day (they felt good)
- Had lunch with my sister Tina Fey (it was so much fun)
- Had a couple more meetings (could have done without these)
- Rushed home at 5pm but train ran late, so I got home at 6:10, grabbed my left-over soup and rushed to school
- Got to school at 6:40, warmed up my soup in the dinky dinky microwave for 3 minutes and it was STILL cold
- Met a couple of people, and ran into some people I hadn’t seen in a while, at the grad lounge (it was crowded and loud, not pleasant overall)
- Had a great class on Negotiating (very animated class — love it)
- Ran into a friend from school at the end of class, and we walked to the car together. Turns out we’ll both be taking the same classes this summer and be DONE with the MBA
- Got home at 10:15, got ready for bed, kissed my LOST-obsessed husband goodnight, and went to bed
- Got woken up at 3am when Brian came to bed after watching all last season episodes of Lost, plus last night premiere episode.
Overall, it was a good day! I really wouldn’t have minded having that day over and over.
If that day repeated itself, I have the feeling I would still oversleep every time (awful start to the day), the meetings would go the same, the lunch with my sister would be a highlight, I’d probably opt for taking an earlier train back home so I can eat before leaving for class, the Negotiating class would be awesome, and I’d love ending the day catching up with my old friend. I might try to do a better job at convincing my husband to come to bed with me at 10pm, but I have the feeling he would have never gone for it, so I’d be doomed to be woken up at 3am for all eternity. It’s OK, though, I sleep like a rock… it wouldn’t affect me much.
What was your Groundhog Day like? What would you have changed if you could have?
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