The Bane of Spring

While Summer is my favorite season (hands-down!), Spring runs a close second place.  As I look out the windows in my dining room, I can watch the sun come up over the hill behind me and I can see the little birds returning to the fields and trees.  It truly is happening...  Spring is coming!

I love watching the birds return and the flowers start to peak through the ground.  I find myself watching the trees when I travel, looking for the tinge of red on the branches that tell me that the buds are growing.  And I will cheer aloud when the leaves pop out and are bright green for the first time, banishing the brown of Winter.

There is a downside to Spring.  It haunts me year after year.  And "the Evil" has a name and is even marked on most calendars that you purchase.  I am not the only one to groan when I hear the date is arriving.

"The Evil" is called Daylight Savings Time and just occurred this past weekend.  I am still struggling with the effects.

I HATE Daylight Savings Time

I don't remember struggling with it when I was a child - although, I'm sure my mother dreaded it.  The week heading into "The Evil," all I head mothers discussing is how it effects their children.  Don't get me wrong, it does effect them.  But I think the effect is worse because of its effect on ME. 

I've never popped out of bed like a daisy (despite the Asst. Zookeeper's claim that I'm a morning person, that's only in comparison to him).  Yet it is Wednesday morning, and I could barely drag myself out of bed.  Yesterday, the Heathens all missed their bus because in my exhausted delirium, I didn't understand why the alarm was blaring in the middle of the night and simply turned it off.  (oops!)

And the last three days, despite keeping up with my normal schedule (read "normal schedule" as "crazy, insane, hectic!") I laid awake in bed until after midnight!  SOOOOOO wrong!  All I manage to do is list things in my head that need done the next day and continually pop out of bed to do "just one more thing."  SOOOOOO wrong!

For those that live near me, please be forgiving for the next week or so.  I feel as though I have oatmeal between my ears and thinking may be difficult.  But it's okay, because I know the Heathens will slow down and take it easy on me....