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.
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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.
I have to say, I kinda like the camaraderie of Y members; kinda funny and unexpected. I know the regulars at the pool, though not by name, but by pace and temp preferences. Though I'm always a little weirded out to see women I've seen nude at the market....
That's cool, sarameg!
I'm of two minds on this time of year. On the one hand, LA is at its most beautiful in fall. The winds blow the smog away and everything is crisp. And I definitely like fall LA temps over summer LA temps. But my depression really really doesn't like the lack of daylight.
Though I'm always a little weirded out to see women I've seen nude at the market....
Now I'm a little weirded out by your market.