I’m grouchy. Last week we “sprang forward” with daylight savings time and all I can think about is when we “fall back” and gain an hour. I know daylight savings time has something to do with saving energy and an extra hour of daylight and supposedly began during WWI but why now? I’m all for saving energy but there is something about waking up before the sun to get to work that makes me grouchy. I think my Aunt has it correct, if I was meant to see sunrise, it would be scheduled later in the day. All week I’ve been sluggish. I’ve felt off my game. I don’t want to go to sleep at night and I definitely don’t want to get up in the morning.
On the lighter, non grouchy, side of things, daylight saving time usually means that spring is near. You would not know that from the weather here in Virginia. On Monday, we were blessed with inches of snow. The rest of the week presented much like winter and it is not unusual to get a major snow event in March in the south. Still, there is the hope of spring. Poking their heads up through inches of snow on Monday were green leaves of crocuses. Maybe, just maybe, spring is around the corner.
I think I’m going to take a nap!