Daylight Savings Time is going to be the death of me. This is a government plot to totally screw up everybody’s body clock and thus take over the world. I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since Friday night, the night before this madness took over. The dogs are all out of sync, they don’t know whether it’s time to eat, go for a walk or bedtime.
Mitch’s work schedule mandates that we go to bed very early in the evening in order to be up and bright eyed at 2:30 in the morning. Now with Daylight Savings Time, I feel like I’m going to bed in the middle of the afternoon and by the time I finally fall asleep, it’s time to get up and start all over again, sans bright eyed. I know, I’m whining, sorry.
Daylight Savings Time started in World War I in order to conserve energy, but in adding more light to end of the day we sacrifice the early morning light. In fact most farmers are against Daylight Savings Time and I’m with them. I get up very early every day, albeit our schedule demands it, but I’m also an early riser naturally. I figure that if someone wants more daylight hours, get up an hour earlier. Why can’t the world change just for me? Now I’m really whining, sorry. But I’m the one here suffering from massive fatigue and sleep deprivation, so I get to complain. Mitch is not the least bit out of sync; he can sleep through a nuclear blast. Notice that now I’m getting cranky on top of the fatigue.
I see a trip to Walmart for some over the counter sleeping pills in my future.