One day in and I'm already exhausted.
I don't know about you, but for me Daylight Savings has a far more profoundly negative impact on my sleep cycle than a time-change due to travel does.
I'm sure it has to do with needing to maintain my regular schedule and habits instead of enjoying room service, sleeping in, and exploring a new locale; it's like jet lag without the actual excitement of a jet.
My kids, on the other hand, seem to have adapted pretty quickly. Other than the whole "sun is out during bedtime" and "it's still dark outside when walking to the bus" parts, they seemed to maintain their same level of energy and excitement they always have this morning.
I remain firmly convinced that children, as wonderful as they are, aren't born with that energy, but siphon it from their defenseless parents until such time as they reach puberty; like a metaphysical umbilical cord. No wonder I'm going gray.
Enough complaining, though. Daylight Savings isn't my favorite time of year, but it's hard to get mad about getting a little extra sunlight after the workday is done, and it's a nice signal that we're approaching the end of winter.
Or, at least, we're approaching the beginning of the end of winter, because this is Colorado, and we definitely probably have at least one more blizzard coming our way before spring is actually sprung.
Happy hell week, everyone. Don't forget to get a little rest in when you can.
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This is post 039 of #100DaysToOffload