People have been kind of spacey and tired this week, what with the time change. Me, too. We’re all just kind of…off. Whether we’re springing forward or falling back, it’s a royal pain in the patootie!
It’s amazing what screwing around with our sleep schedules can do, right? I mean, it’s just one hour. It shouldn’t make that much difference. But it does. I saw a report on the news that there’s more car accidents and problems at work, even more heart issues.
Down to the A&P, me and my fellow cashiers made more voids on the register this week than normal, that’s for sure. No one got hurt, but I gotta say perhaps our pride was a little bruised.
It’s dark in the morning again when I get up, but I sure have been enjoying the extra sunlight in the evening. I figure it takes about a week for your body to adjust to DST, so we’re over the worst.
More good news: we’ve had a nice run of sunny weather. The snow’s melting, and Vi Paradis’ fake flowers are now stuck into the ground instead of the snow banks. Soon we’ll see snowdrops and crocus, then one of the best days of the year will be here: the opening of the Dairy Queen!
On a personal note, today I’m on a clear liquid diet in preparation for my colonoscopy tomorrow. Hard to get psyched up for, but now it’s here and I’m doing what needs to do done. All of the Women Who Run With the Moose have had the pleasure of experiencing colonoscopy prep except Shirley. She says, “It’s nobody’s business what’s up there but mine!”
I’m always surprised when I see young people buying Gatorade. I mean, why would you drink it of your own free will? Makes me shutter just thinking about it.
Last time I went in for colonoscopy, my gastroenterologist came in to say hi before they put me under. “How you doing today?” he asks.
“I’m okay. More importantly, how are you doing doctor?”
He goes, “I think I’ve sobered up by now, so I’m good to go.”
Well by tomorrow afternoon, the whole thing will be behind me. Ha, ha!
That’s it for now. Catch you on the flip side!
Hear Ida Tell It: Daylight Saving Time