I totally hate when I have to deal with any kind of time change. Going to Ireland the first time it took a total of three days once we were there for me to get myself righted. And then coming back it was about the same. That was a large change. But even a hour different can totally throw me off. Take Springing Forward, which we did Sunday.
Sunday I did not really realize the difference, I had people visiting and did not have to worry about church that morning (we meet in the afternoon with our sister/brother churches). I did not really realize the difference. Today I totally did. Not only am I dealing with a delayed allergic reaction to all the flowers I saw Saturday at the flower show, I am also completely off by a whole hour. Luckily I was only a half an hour late to work (and no one at work really cares that I was late). Yet I just realized at 1pm that I had missed my normal lunch time, by a whole hour.
I am the kind of person who can set a internal clock and operate by that clock. I normally wake up before my alarm clock, I feel when it is time to eat, sleep, leave work. However, if I wanted to change that clock. If I want to wake up earlier, or if I have to Spring Forward, my inside gets all discombobulated. And then I'm in trouble.
Anyone else having a hard Monday Morning?
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