We all know it's not the summer solstice. It's the fall back regimen. We gained an hour which will feel like four on a sleepy Sunday.
Me=every time.
One would think that would mean one would have an extra hour to do necessary things.
Except, my body won't be right for months. I'm going to bed at 6?
WTF?
Murphy still woke me at the usual time this morning. Unfortunately, that's now 5:51 am. You cannot explain time change to a feline.
I tried.
Am I going to be irrationally hungry?
Most likely.
Am I going to feel like every clock in the house is wrong?
Most likely.
Should I take this time to simmer? Probably. But, I won't.
Still worried about trigger finger surgery and what I will be able/won't be able to do during that time.
Which means I'm going to wring out every hour of this day like it's a wash cloth that pissed me off.
Because of course I am.
I hope this time change finds you comfy and relaxing. Enjoying that extra hour.
Is it midnight? It feels like midnight. 🤔
