Living In the World, Not on It

Spring forward, fall behind. I fell behind. I cannot get my ass out of bed on time at all these days. Once the clock goes back, that is it. Case closed. Not that I won't recover, but the first week at work is baaaaaddd news. Why should this week be any different. Next year I will have four weeks added to Daylight Saving Time and I cannot wait for that! It will make it easier I think. (I hope!) Normally, I go to bed at 2030 or so and then get up around 0425. I get in the shower, get dressed and then drive into work around 0530, arriving at close to 0600. No worries. Somehow when the clocks go forward and when they go backward, even though I still go to bed under the new time (the clock reads 2030 but in my heart/body/brain, I know it is either 2130 or 1930), I cannot get up! Not for a half hour or so. It has to do directly with suddenly seeing or not seeing light. I don't explain it - I can't - I just tell it like it is. I manage my time well. Regardless of how weird it is a...

A lot has been going on; I do have a large post in progress, in my Drafts folder - I don't want to put it up until I am finished. But in the weeks following Labor Day weekend, we have had a death in the family, a birth with the closest of friends, a new dog introduced, a job ending and a job beginning. That is a lot in the span of two weeks. Anyway, fear not. I'm still writing and still have a million things to say. This time of year is always extraordinarily busy - the New York Renaissance Festival, the Parsippany Fall Festival, work (when I have it), house stuff to clean out for autumn and prep for winter, etc. Plus this is my absolute favourite time of the year - I love autumn to distraction. More will follow soon, especially now that my assignment has ended!