I read an article the other day that said that if you were born during so-called "Standard Time" that your natural rhythm, your biological clock is haywire during Daylight Savings Time. And vice versa.
I believe that.
I have felt off balance for almost a month now, and although I was blaming it on returning to work, two jobs, the child that never sleeps and being sick, I think it was really because we weren't Falling Back when we were supposed to. The way we have for the last 34 years of my life.
I am not sure why it is still called "Standard Time" if it is now shorter than the Savings Time. How about we just Spring Forward a half hour and leave it that way, instead of jumping around all the time. Let's just split the difference.
Anyway, I love this time of the year. I get up at my old time. I can do things in the quiet before anyone starts stirring. I can read or crochet or just sit and watch the news.
This weekend is a 3 day weekend. I will be home if anyone needs me. I am not attending parades, festivals, birthday parties or any of the other revelry that you throw my way. My house needs me. A lot.
And I am going to clean and organize and make more rules to be broken. It's gonna be so great. I am extremely excited that I will soon have 72 uninterrupted hours to scour my counters, scrub my floors, dust my ceiling fans and brush out the toilets.
I may even get to the refrigerator.