What time is it anyway

Summary of Daylight Saving Time:

6am: Is that a cat tapping my head? What the hell time is it? Wait. It’s light outside.

9am: I have so much energy. I can do everything! (which for me means get the mail, feed the cats, and throw the mail in the garbage)

3pm: These days aren’t shorter. What are people talking about? SO MUCH LIGHT.

5pm: Damn it’s dark out. Good night.

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I went down like a box of rocks after a quick trip to the bank and riding my bike 3 blocks yesterday. My body’s way of reminding me to slow my roll, quite literally, I guess.

Frustrating. Sad. Discouraging.

I can remember when I could ride my bike for a couple miles without even breaking a sweat.

For the past week or so I’ve been focusing more on doing different things to strengthen my right side: rolling dough for homemade pop-tarts, folding laundry, walking up and down the stairs. Anything to force myself not to baby my right arm and leg. It doesn’t sound like much, has become a favorite phrase of mine, but it’s exhausting for me.

Adding to the list of things I never thought I’d say: thank God for Daylight Saving. Truth is, I feel like going to bed by 7 o’clock on most nights anyway. Without Daylight Saving I felt a wuss; with Daylight Saving I’m passed out and don’t care. Silver lining.

Come to think of it, I think we just went off Daylight Saving Time. So if we’re not on DST, what are we on? Do I need to switch the without/with in the paragraph above? Too many questions and it’s past my bedtime. zzzzz