Ahhh, what a beautiful day today was. As I was saying to my husband earlier, I feel like Daylight Savings day is like Christmas for adults. I mean, what could be better than the gift of time? A whole hour of time, just handed to us, for free! Nothing is better than time, especially extra time. Time to sleep, or read the paper, or get something done, or just look up at the clock and realize, wow, it's still early in the day! I would trade all of my christmas presents for more time. Seriously.
Of course, this only really applies to weekend time. Weekday time is quite long enough already, thank you very much. Especially that couple of hours just before Jeremy comes home. That time just d-r-a-a-a-a-g-s. I wish I could transfer an hour of time from my weekdays into my weekend, say, the hour between 4 and 5 o'clock. I would look up at the clock at 4, and the next minute, it would be 5 and he would be heading home to me. And then, on the weekend, I would look up at the clock at 4, and then an hour would pass, and the clock would still say 4! And not just because the clock needed batteries, either. It would actually be 4 still. Yeah, that would be nice.
So, today we enjoyed the gift of an extra hour of time, and tomorrow we can go back to complaining about how much we hate daylight savings time since it's so darn dark so early. Aren't we humans moody?
Speaking of moods, I would like to extend a huge dose of sympathetic sadness and concern to my sister whose husband has just left for a year-long stint in Iraq. That truly sucks, my dear, and I am hugging you really hard in my mind's eye right now.
All right, to bed with me. Sweet dreams to you all!
P.S. - I just have to add to mom: I have had this computer on for about 10 minutes now, and Julia just woke up crying. So there!!
