One Little Hour

That's all it ever is!  One teensy little hour's time change for Daylight Savings and yet it RUINS my life for a good week!!!  Hahaha.  Seriously though.  I feel like a zombie right now!  For some inexplicable reason I woke up at 5:30 yesterday morning (so, you know, what felt like 4:30 to my non-acclimated body), and couldn't go back to sleep.  Which is the WORST.  Then, last night, I was so tired from being up so early that I totally crashed and fell asleep on the couch while watching TV, but it backfired on me because when I finally made it up to bed, I had catnapped just enough to be wired and wide awake.  Which equaled another terrible night's sleep for me.  Throw in the fact that I've been wearing my glasses all day because my eyes are bugging me and I need new contacts and my prescription is out {causing a splitting headache in combo with the lack of sleep}, not to mention there were a few grumpy and similarly sleep-addled children having issues ALL day long {*cough* ALEX *cough cough*}, and I am just about ready to turn in for the night and it's not even 8 o'clock!  :)

Here's to hoping that tonight's sleep will be restorative for ALLLLLLLLL of us.  Hahahaha.

The highlight of Alex's day -- and the cause for the majority of his freakouts all morning long because we didn't have time to go to Goodwill.  Once Jane was at school, however, we hurried on over and were relieved to see that the "Gotham City Jail" was still there. I made the mistake of telling him yesterday that I saw one there while he was at school, and of course Mr. One-Track-Mind couldn't think about anything else until we got it.  I know.  I know.  I'm an enabler.