Daylightly

And as we begin another week, I have to complain bitterly, partly because I have a complaint, and partly because it's in my nature.

I slept lousily (new word) last night, and find that many others within earshot did so, as well. We're blaming daylight savings time. Could it be that it's so light at midnight that it's impossible to sleep? No. It was dark by 8. Could it be that we went to bed way to early because we had gained an hour early that morning? No. Most of us went to bed later than we usually do, because we'd been screwed up by the gaining of that blasted hour. I contend that we all slept like caffeine riddled zombies because we were all terrified of oversleeping into that stupid hour we'd gained.

So today, we are all tired, and irritated at having to change the clock (not because we gained an hour of lovely spring weather yesterday, but because we'll begrudgingly lose it later, during that miserably depresseding time of year we call "fall".) Spring seems to bring out the cynics...!