Chants and Rants

Daylight Savings - what a load of garbage. I love love love the fall time change, my "woo!" gland goes into overdrive at the thought of an extra hour of sleep. But this one stinks. Loosing that hour seems so unfair somehow. And despite all my plans to get the kids in bed early, and get myself in bed early - it doesn't happen. Ever. So tonight, I'm still up, waiting for a cheesecake to come out of the oven so I can go to bed. And my brain is mumbling that its really almost 1 am. Booooooooo.

But I'm still riding my "hope high" from the doctor's visit on Friday. Yes - I did it - I actually did go see the doctor and stand on the scale despite my weight. And I told him all about being tired, and my dreams and he seems to think its a sleep problem, not a deficiency problem (iron, b12, hormonal or otherwise). So he started me on some meds and I took half of one last night and my dreams? They weren't as crazy as before. I was still looking for stuff, but I was finding some of it. AND I was finding it at the beach! (Maybe this dream means I need to take a vacation. . . .hmmmm) True - I spent the first part of today in a dizzy fog, but hopefully that will pass as my body adjusts. So to sum up: Wooooo! for medicine. Booooooo! for Daylight Savings.