Today was the day we all set our clocks back and go off of Daylight Saving Time (nope, it's not "savings"...we are--were--saving daylight, we have no savings account for daylight). And while most people rejoice in the extra hour of sleep, I mourn because it gets dark so early now. Yes, yes, the sun has been rising at a ridiculously late hour in the morning, but since I also get up at a ridiculously late hour, what do I care? I'd rather have the sun up later in the day when I'm actually conscious of what's going on around me.
Anyway! I got up this morning and got ready for church and then promptly collapsed on the bed for two hours. It's so frustrating; usually if I give myself two days of rest to recover, I'm able to stumble through from that point on. But this thing seems a little more persistent. It's annoying; I'm not coughing or sneezing...I'm just EXHAUSTED.
I used the extra hour last night to finish withdrawing the threads on Random Thoughts...IN THE RIGHT PLACE THIS TIME.
Earlier I worked on my stumpwork bird...you can thank the failing light for the less-than-great pictures. I made a spiderweb, which was surprisingly difficult, and a wee moth. (At least that's what he's supposed to be. Could be a bit of leaf blowing by.) The next step was padding in preparation for stitching the bird...
|Why would we NOT want to save daylight? I don't get it.|