Daylight Savings Time Has Been a Bitch

IMG950129My mother has always complained about Daylight Savings Time (DST) saying she never felt like she ever got the hour back until the Fall. I always laughed it off as any child would, but I have I have to say I understand for the first time this year what she’s talking about. It’s been two, almost three weeks since DST and I have not had a normal schedule since.

New Orleans was by far was the best vacation I have had in a long time, but relaxing it was not (not that it wasn’t a massive release; it just didn’t involve much down time). I don’t really remember sleep, heck I don’t really remember showering. I just remembering laughing, dancing, running and drinking. With DST this year though, I went from losing an hour, to gaining an hour, and then losing an hour again. I’ve been trying so hard to put myself on a normal schedule and act normal and clearly I’ve been pushing too hard because this morning I slept until 10 am, which I never, ever do. Not even on weekends. I woke up with a sore back, achy and puffy.  You’d think that one hour wouldn’t make a difference but clearly it does. I’ve been to Las Vegas on a DST weekend and never felt this, so I assume the one hour is actually more a game changer than any other hour. Probably the equivalent of an 18 hour flight to somewhere: too little or too much of a time change.

It doesn’t help that I’m the kind of person who doesn’t really sleep much to begin with and can’t nap for my life. For the past 17 or so years of my existence with Matt he has always concluded that it’s all in my head, and maybe it is, but if I nap, or I sleep late something is wrong. And it’s not like I have never tried to nap. I’ll get in bed and pull on our comfy, fuzzy napping blue blanket (yes it exists) and the cats climb on me and I close my eyes and nothing. I just lay there bored. I end up grabbing my phone and scanning the internet. I just can’t do it no matter how hard I want to. I mean, I could be exhausted beyond belief, eyelids fluttering and cranky as all get out and nothing. I just can’t sleep no matter how hard I try.

Oh and my eating habits since DST. I haven’t had a normal meal time in three weeks. I actually think I might have lost some weight which isn’t the worse thing since my doughy disposition could use it, but it would be nice to get back to wanting breakfast per say and not a Po’ Boy at 3pm.

I can only hope that at some point all of this just evens itself out and life eases back into normal, but at the time I feel like I’ve slipped down the Rabbit Hole.


About charmcityrants

Charm City Rants is written by Jeanne-Michele Vigna, a certified group fitness instructor, an avid traveler and seeker of knowledge, plus an expert of Eurovision and hot dogs. She lives in Baltimore with her husband and two cats. Plus, she obviously likes to complain.
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