spring forward

I don't think I'm liking this whole Daylight Savings Time this year. I'm too tired, and I don't know what time it is. I don't know what day it is! I don't know what in the heck is going on. I'm about to start venting here. Please stop me.

This is hardly the place for me to bellyache about how I wish that people would just ask me when they need me to do something for them- or at least give me a little bit of notice before they tell me what to do. I don't mind being a doormat as long as I can see the feet coming toward me.

Stop me before I start complaining. ;)