And the Darkness Sets In
This time-change nonsense really messes me up. It's 5pm local time here, and it's pitch dark outside. It doesn't help that it was doom and gloom (and a bit of rain) all day--a day in which I finally left the house for someplace other than the grocery store (we had breakfast at a local restaurant). But the darkness so early? Kills. Me.
If I were to go by my internal clock, I should be changing into a pair of comfy pajamas, cuddling up with a good book and preparing for bed. In reality, in about 2.2 seconds I will have to start some sort of dinner preparation for The Kiddo and Husband so that they will eat something before evening turns to night (before 10pm). Oh and that is as long as The Peanut isn't ready to eat herself. Which, if she does, then the whole planned schedule changes by about a half hour shift--and the rest of us non-infants eat a dinner about an hour later than scheduled, the baby is happy, and I am still miserable that I did all of this in darkness akin to it being midnight outside without the full moon.
If I were to go by my internal clock, I should be changing into a pair of comfy pajamas, cuddling up with a good book and preparing for bed. In reality, in about 2.2 seconds I will have to start some sort of dinner preparation for The Kiddo and Husband so that they will eat something before evening turns to night (before 10pm). Oh and that is as long as The Peanut isn't ready to eat herself. Which, if she does, then the whole planned schedule changes by about a half hour shift--and the rest of us non-infants eat a dinner about an hour later than scheduled, the baby is happy, and I am still miserable that I did all of this in darkness akin to it being midnight outside without the full moon.
