I don’t know about you? But I’m all screwed up….
In our part of the world, we switched time.
Yep – just like that, we are supposed to change the clocks – Fall Back, Spring Ahead – Daylight Savings Time – on – off – and just adjust….
But the challenging part is – the older I get – the harder it is to adjust to the time change.
days weeks, I will say, but it is really XX time, even thought it is XX time. SERIOUSLY! Can an hour really do this to a brain?
But I digress…
The topic of this blog was supposed to be what can we do with that extra hour….
and…. it was supposed to be posted on Sunday – the day we got that extra hour.
But – hey – whatever – I had other stories to tell and recipes to share, and I’m just getting to this….
(I have a card I am DYING to share, but holding off until tomorrow because I am worried you will grow weary of my silly cards – even though I am super-excited to share this one (for the Paper Players Vintage challenge 🙂 )
Sunday gave us an extra hour.
What did you do with it?
I stacked firewood. And I’m proud to tell it.
Very exciting -right??!!
Well – it was a beautiful day – and who knows what I was doing?… Oh I remember – cleaning off the porches/deck for the upcoming winter season 😦 …
Marty and Nick were cutting and chopping and stacking firewood so that we can keep warm, wonderful fires burning all winter long in the fireplace to keep us toasty. (As I wear t-shirts through this lovely menopausal period of life!)
I decided to help. I heaved and hoed and bent and snapped — anybody get the reference here??!! 🙂 — and tossed and stacked like the best of them.
And it felt good! Then….
Legs are a bit sore two days later. WIMP!
But I helped (for a change) my guys with the “physical” work that gets done around here; and it felt good, and it was nice to be a part of it.
What did you do with your extra hour? What would you do if you had one?
I spent it with a couple guys I so greatly appreciate and love even more!
Thanks for all the hard work you do to keep our home warm and comfortable and cozy, my dear Merv and my sweet Nick!
Cheers & Warm, Toasty Hugs,
(while I turn up the ceiling fan!)