
I hate Daylight Savings Time. Spare me - just spare me the arguments. It is now 5:10 PM Eastern DAYLIGHT Time and I am still in my nightgown, fuzzy robe, and flannel pants. I missed the only TV show I regularly watch (CBS Sunday Morning) because I had a bad night and - oh yes - I lost an hour to that stupid clock. Great. I feel like a slug, I look worse, and I don't care. There is a Nor'easter storm RAGING outside, making it a perfect day to be in the sewing room and - nadda. I can't summon the energy to do anything. I went down the hallway 3 hours ago to make up the bed and take a shower and I realized I had left the electric blanket ON. Total sign from God - I crawled back in to bed. Nice. Good nap, sure, but it will take me about 2 weeks to make this stupid adjustment. I love my sleep more than just about anything. I think we should just call this idea what it is - a train wreck.