Well, We're Back to Daylight Savings Time, Which Means Brighter Mornings and Much Earlier Nights. It Remains Something.

I was reading last week that it will be a while before we have a 6 p.m. sunset, which opposes the 10 p.m. sunsets of summer. Although I don't mind the earlier darkness, because it settles me indoors, I do embrace longer days to be out of the house and productive. I just have to alter my universe to indoor locations. I'm looking forward to setting up holiday lights post-Thanksgiving to bring joy throughout December and January. I didn't set my clocks back on Sunday, so I woke up yesterday excited I slept until 8 a.m. (of course, it was really 7 a.m. when I started working downstairs. My body doesn't change just because the clocks do. I would say, though, I slept an extra hour.

Yesterday was spent grading and in the evening celebrating a colleague's birthday over dinner (although her birthday is actually today). Ah, the 40s. I remember those years fondly, knowing it was 45 that my body first started to tell me, "You ain't young no more. Here's another hernia for you."

At least the clock matches the fallen tree branch on my Subaru yesterday, and I did have a great pasta dish with freshly sliced parmesan and mushrooms. Weird they didn't serve bread, too. I'll have to get over that, as I kind of came home hungry. 

The grading must continue today as well as the planning and organizing for writing projects and national presentations coming later this month. 

I also got on a comedian kick and watched a Lesley Jones (SNL) stand-up special as well as a return to Jo Koy...the first time after he bombed hosting that award program. Such a funny guy, just not so much the evening he was giving awards to the stars where joke after joke fell flat. 

I suppose last night is the better sleep of Daylight Savings Time because my body shut down at 9 pm instead of 10 pm. Maybe the extra hour comes the day after, and that's a good thing.