No morning plans from now on.

Because of the time change, I didn’t wake up until 9 a.m. this morning. Hubby had been up and down all night, and was sitting in the electric recliner in an upright position, with no blanket, or dressing gown. I quickly put his dressing gown over him. He got up around 9.20, and we did all the medical stuff. Made oatmeal for breakfast, and then helped him to shower, and dress. By this time my 10.30 Zumba class had already started. I quickly popped on some clothes, and got into the Zoom meeting by 10.45.

Unfortunately my laptop didn’t have much charge in it, so died on me. By the time I had plugged it in, got back into Zoom, I had one dance before cool down.

It is now 12.20 p.m., and I am dressed, and had my second cup of coffee. I guess we will have lunch at 1 p.m., as I have to be at the accountant for 2 p.m. to get our taxes done.

In the time of the pandemic, when most people have so much time on their hands, I find that I have none.

5 comments

  1. Time is such an elusive commodity, and the twice a year “fall back” and “spring forward” tingys always seem to throw a monkey wrench into the market.

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  2. I hate the clock changes, they just cause so much disruption to everyone’s routines don’t they.
    It never bothered me when I was younger, but now it’s like jet lag, it takes a week or more to get over it.

    It’s also disrupting because the clocks in the UK go forward about 2 weeks later than the US and go back about 2 weeks earlier, so communications with family over there have to be rescheduled.

    I love summer and evenings, so I would much rather have lighter evenings all year round.

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