You might want to move along, dear readers: there’s not much to see here.  Daylight Savings has hit me hard.  After a couple of weeks of waiting for my bus in the dark, it felt very wrong to step outside to a rainy but post-sunrise morning.  And now, as I sit with some hard-earned knitting, I feel as if the night has already stretched on far too long and that I am tired enough for it to be midnight, not 11 pm.

Goodnight, dear readers.  Any tips for adjusting to the time change?