Spring forward

I’m sure that by now most of you reading this in the United States know that we turn the clocks ahead one hour tonight.  And if you happen to live in one of the few states that doesn’t do this, well, I’m jealous.  This action is called Daylight Savings Time.   In the fall we turn the clocks back an hour and this is called Standard Time.  I understand the concept but I still don’t like the first week (or two) as it takes my body and brain longer and longer to adjust each time we do this, though not as much in the fall.

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My bladder was up by 6:40 this morning so I dragged myself out of bed and stayed up.  Usually when the rest of my body doesn’t HAVE to get up by a certain time, I crawl back into bed and go back to sleep.

So far this morning I’ve put a load of clothes in the washer, watched the deer scamper through the yard, thawed a mini-loaf of pumpkin bread, had my morning tea and pumpkin bread, put the clean dishes away, got my hand sewing together, got my current knitting project out, and written a post.

Maybe if I turn the clocks ahead now, I won’t have any trouble falling asleep tonight as my brain will already be on the accelerated schedule.

Do you do anything special to get through this time change?  Or does it not affect you?

Fingerless mitts or leg warmers?

I knit these Musica Mitts for a very good friend of mine a couple of years ago.

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Leah’s Musica Mitts

Evidently her son, Matthew, decided his right leg was cold and needed a leg warmer this morning.

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He’s got good taste!

It started yesterday afternoon

The scratchy feeling in my sinus cavity and the cactus that was growing in my throat began yesterday afternoon.  3:49 pm to be exact.  Or that’s when I noticed it.

I was (and still am) tired and achy.

Sleep wasn’t happening.  At least the kind of sleep I wanted and needed.

I’ve discovered that when I am sick, I have weird dreams.  Between getting warm and comfortable, clutching a wad of tissues, and blocking out my snorting and my (and Mr. Aitch’s) snoring, I dreamt I had to stack blocks in a bizarre game of solitaire that never ended.  Every time I closed my eyes, the game would start over.

I became fully conscious an hour before my alarm was to go off so I just got up and was ready for work way too early.  The half-hour power nap on the sofa this morning was the best sleep I had all night.

Going from 86 degrees in Florida to 30 degrees here might have been a factor.  Most likely it was someone on the plane or in the airport that wanted to share their cold.

And it’s snowing again.

Have a great day.  And stay well!