I forgot all about setting my clocks ahead before going to bed last night, and wasn’t even thinking about Day Light Savings when I logged on to my computer this morning so was a bit thrown off when I realized I’d already lost an hour of my day.
I always get up early. For me, sleeping in would be if I awoke at 6:00 in the morning. I’m usually up by 3:00. This morning when I awoke and looked at my clock and it was nearly 4:30. I wasn’t too surprised that I’d slept in as my daughter and I spent hours shopping yesterday and after all that walking I figured I’d been more worn out than I thought. I still wasn’t thinking about Day Light Savings so I went about my normal routine, making my coffee and settling in at the computer to check my email and blog list.
For whatever reason my computer is running a bit slow this morning so while I was waiting I happened to glance at the clock in the corner of the monitor and saw that it was 5:48, however when I looked at the wall clock it said 4:48. I looked back to the clock in the corner of the monitor and then back to the wall clock a couple of times just to be sure I was seeing things correctly and that’s when the little, very dim light went on above my head. DUH!
Now, I’m really bummed. Not only did I actually sleep in this morning and loose precious work time, things are further complicated by this lame-brained idea that we need to force the day ahead by one hour.
While checking new posts on the blogs I follow I discovered that I’m not the only one who is disgruntled by losing an hour of my day. I’m never going to get that time back. I know, I know. We get an extra hour in the fall, but I’m not going to be able to use it for what I was going to use it for today.
This morning I’m planning to begin painting my latest piece. I’m a bit nervous about this one as it’s different than the other pieces I’ve been making. This is my first attempt at making the Mrs.
When sculpting the Mister, that lovely beard of his lends a certain element that makes him so, so appealing. Things are different with the Mrs. There she is, bare faced, double chin saggy jowls and not nearly as attractive as the Mister. Now that I think about it, nothing is attractive as the Mister.
Before I begin painting I thought I’d show you that very first Santa that started this addiction to making PMC Santas.
The bag of toys doesn't look like much in the photo, but if you could get a closer look you'd see two dolls, a Teddy and a bunny, a jack-in-the-box and a dragon.
I'd better get to that painting. Come back and visit when you can.
Hugs to all,