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.