Most people have issues when the time changes…especially when we spring forward and lose an hour. It’s especially hard on people with sleep disorders. And I have 3 so it is just short of miserable. I even have issues with gaining an hour in the fall. I feel like I was run over by a bus right now and it will continue for a couple of weeks at least. So, twice a year, I feel a sense of dread and a case of anxiety that starts a couple of weeks before it happens. On Saturday night, I actually begin to worry about how it will affect my sleeping and waking hours, my work, my creativity, and just my life in general. It’s kind of a nightmare. Even with pills to sleep, to stay asleep, and to wake up, I will still struggle. Think of it as a seriously major case of jet lag after flying from Hawaii to New York. That’s the best way to explain it, I guess. But there are worse things in life so I suppose I should consider this more of an inconvenience than anything else. Something that I have to deal with for a short time. Life is what it is. I’m here in my Magical Writing Haven with a view, my husband is in the kitchen fixing fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, fresh green beans, and salad. Plus, he made a spice cake with raisins, pecans and cream cheese frosting with toasted pecans. Yum! He is definitely a keeper. And, he’s calling me for lunch right now so I am going to close for the day. I hope that you have survived the first day of DST. See you tomorrow.
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