Today marks the day that we move our clocks ahead one hour for Daylight Savings Time. It's my LEAST favourite day of the year. I want my hour back.
We're supposed to be "springing forward" to welcome spring in all its warmth and glory. Despite an unseasonably warm Thursday with a high of 10 Celcius, it was -10 last night as we hit the covers and immediately lost an hour of precious sleep as soon as we hit the pillow. Each year I try to get to bed just an extra bit early to prepare for the loss, but, it seems that every year I don't make that a reality. Last night was no exception. So yeah, I'd like my hour back, please. I might be slightly affected by the almost full bottle of Pinot consumption last night, but, I think I'd still be bemoaning that hour had I huddled under the duvet at 10pm. Bah! Least I had an extra day to the weekend, so that seems to have helped. I had a great night out with some old friends last night, too. We reminisced, and we laughed til we could barely breathe. There was a chocolate fountain. And there were cheesies (the big, fat, fluffy, melt in your mouth kind). SO fun! Now, despite a heavy head, the second load of laundry is churning, and I have Chris' momma's homemade turkey supper to look forward to in a few short hours. So, I guess I was able to make the best of it, even if I wasn't able to grab a longer cat nap on the couch ;).
What do you do to adjust to the time change?
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