Shaun came home from work and we sat chatting about everything and nothing for a few minutes. Then he asked me if I had blogged yet. I gave him one of those sideway looks that told him that I thought he was nuts. Then glancing out the window and seeing how light it still was outside, I told him that I had plenty of time.
It was my turn to get one of those looks that told me exactly what he was thinking about my thought processes. (We are very good at giving each other meaningful looks.) He nodded knowingly and suggested that I had forgotten about Daylight Savings Time, and told me I only had an hour and a half left to get something brilliant posted. Plenty of time.
I knew exactly what I wanted to write about. But…well…it wasn’t dark and I didn’t have to start writing yet. Then suddenly, I realized that there was no time left. ACK! So much for brilliance.
I’m going to blame it on the fact that I had to get up so much earlier than I was meant to, (let’s face it, an hour isn’t very long unless, of course, you are trying to sleep, and blearily hit your snooze for as long as you possibly can!) after staying up way too late the night before.
(Imagine from Facebook…I have no idea who to credit)
Tomorrow has got to be better…
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