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?