What is with the whole ‘spring forward’ business? Perhaps you live in a land free of such time change. If so, count your blessings. Sure, it’s one hour. One measly hour. But I will tell you now, it’s an hour that refuses to go down without a fight. Try as you might to part as friends, that one hour rallies his buddies and they gang up on you. The first hour taunts you with all the things you could be doing, rather than trying to force yourself to sleep. The second hour, into the third, makes you flop like a fish on dry land as you search for the elusive comfy spot–just when you think you’ve found it, it will tickle your nose or the bottom of your foot. Perhaps you’ll feel a bit parched. The fourth hour makes you hot, so hot, while the fifth blows back the winter chill–they’re funny like that.
Before you know it you’ve lost one hour of sleep, but it’s taken seven hours with it.
Sadly, work, kids–life in general–makes no allowances for such tomfoolery. We’ve no choice but to buck up and get at it.
With that, I wish you copious amounts of caffeine, maybe a delectable scone or two.
And that extra hour of daylight? Enjoy it with any ounce of energy you can muster!