It freaked me out the first time it happened, but it's happened like clockwork every August for about 5 or 6 years now, so I'm getting used to it. It's sort of like molting, I guess. Out with the old, in with the new.
Still sleeping like crazy.
Bonus: I had a badass Harry Potter dream last night (jist: Voldemort and this Death Eaters had taken over Hogwarts, and I was in a hidden apartment there to lead the resistance).