My head hurts.
It's a shame, really, because up until now it had been a decent day. I got to work earlier than I usually do for a staff meeting, I made an ass of myself in said staff meeting (that's the role I generally play, so still a decent day), I've been surprisingly productive for the rest of the morning...
And now my head hurts.
Figures, really. I should have been expecting it. After all, first we're dealing with the fact that I do still have a cold (knock wood, but it hasn't been a bad one this time around. Who knew I could have a cold that didn't make me feel like death?), and then we need to add to that the FRIGGING TIME CHANGE.
Oh, sorry. My caps slipped.
No surprise for someone with my sleep patterns, I know, but all the twice-yearly time changes do for me is give my brain an excuse to get even goofier with its nighttime habits. And you know what happens with this fall back nonsense, of course. My brain, which generally has me up by five am every damned day, doesn't realise that five am is now four am.
And yes, even though I was up until well past midnight according to the clock (watching something stupid on tv, but that's another problem for another blather), my brain decided to be wide awake at four.
No wonder my head hurts.
And with that, you'll excuse me if I delve into the purse to see what I can find to at least take the edge off so I can get a bit more work done before I completely crash.
I hope everyone else enjoyed that mythical extra hour. And if you did, I'm allowed to hate you.
1 comment:
Your youngest nephew thinks that 5 am is an awesome time to wake up following the time change. I feel your pain.
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