The first day of Daylight Savings isn’t what gets me. (And did you know it’s just “Daylight Saving”? But so many of us add the “s” to the end. It feels strange in my mouth to say it the “correct” way.)
What gets me is the second day.
On Sunday, due to a late night and early morning, I was actually exhausted by the time 7:30pm (6:30pm) rolled around, and was asleep by 9:30 or so, definitely before 10. So I felt pretty rested on Monday, yesterday.
But then the evening came and I found myself wide awake, not ready for bed at all.
I read my book.
I tried to sleep, but failed.
So I finished my book (The Family Upstairs by Lisa Jewell).
Then I downloaded a few more books onto my kindle (sorry, books on my nightstand and books already on my kindle!).
I closed my eyes, ready for sleep to take me.
I tossed.
I turned.
I somehow finally fell asleep, closer to midnight than I would have liked. I had strange dreams about knitting club and a bunch of Icelandic immigrants at a new yarn shop in town (how I wish that new shop were real!) and a vintage store with lots of jeans but none in my size/style and a free shuttle (not bus, I don’t really know what it was) for wheelchair-bound people to get to the airport.
And then I woke up around 4:30 to go to the bathroom.
I got back in bed, cold.
I tossed.
I turned.
I did not fall back asleep.
So I picked up my phone before the alarm went off at six.
This morning I have a small medical procedure and I’m nervous about it. They’re going to give me a Valium to calm my nerves, which I’ve only had once before when I was 18 and getting heel surgery. It didn’t have a crazy effect on me, but that was a long time ago. Yet I’m still nervous about being extra drowsy and wondering if I should have asked for the afternoon off. I probably still can, but I do have a client meeting at 6:30 that I really shouldn’t miss.
Blah!
If it hadn’t been the second day of Daylight Savings yesterday, I might have been able to actually get some good rest. And then I might have felt a bit more calm about this procedure and the Valium and the rest of the day.
Maybe tonight I’ll sleep like a rock.
Here’s hoping!
Writing With Abandon 
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