Gah. Shrift, that sounds miserable.
Thank you all for the condolences. It means a lot.
'Objects In Space'
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Gah. Shrift, that sounds miserable.
Thank you all for the condolences. It means a lot.
It's this Monday every year I realise how much more I'd rather wake up in the dark than drive home in it. I hate the time shift, hate it to pieces. Sunnier mornings mean crapshit to me. I'd rather wring some sunlight out of the afternoons.
Ugh, shrift. Don't feel guilty. You're not well.
I'm with you, ita. I cherish my sunlight more than I do a temporarily later-feeling wakeup.
Oh, Anne, I'm so sorry.
I figure I'll be going home in the dark soon enough anyway, regardless of the time change, and I haaaate waking up in the dark, so I will appreciate it for the two of you.
It's this Monday every year I realise how much more I'd rather wake up in the dark than drive home in it.
The afternoon darkness makes me sad, but I seriously can't handle waking up in the dark.
I'm so sorry, Anne.
I woke up in the dark last week. I'm okay with that. Losing light before it's even time to go home--I can't use any of the day! Bah!
I had a weird, complimentary interaction this evening. I often assume people who see me in the pool only wouldn't recognize me in my pre-pool state. Hell, my own next door neighbor doesn't, but then, maybe that is the lack of glasses. Anyway, as I was going in to the Y, there was this guy with his kid ahead of me. He double takes, and then ask if I'm the woman who "swims forever. In the pink suit." Uh, yes? He pokes his kid and says "this is that awesome lady." And then explains that he loves watching me swim, I make it look so effortless and graceful, and how I was a big inspiration to take lessons himself after seeing me while waiting on his son's lessons. And I clue in this is the guy who started getting private lessons when his kid is in group lessons on M/W.
On one hand, a little odd, on the other, kinda neat. He's improved a lot in the past few months.
That is so cool.
I hate the dark afternoons, mostly because Sara's not home till almost four, which gives her only an hour of outdoor time. Also, it feels like we should be eating dinner at 5:30.
sara, that's really sort of awesome.