Oh wow! Oh man! You might know from reading past blog posts that I am not a fan of Daylight Saving Time. I actually wish we did NOT have Daylight Saving Time. I also believe that the time change itself is bad for us. I think it is bad for us in the sense that it messes with our body’s clock. “Losing” and “gaining” an hour is just hard on the BMES. So this time change we “GAINED” an hour, but everyone I have talked to is exhausted. I remember this from the past couple of years, too. I remember thinking how odd it is that we “GAIN” an hour, but everyone is so tired. Could be because our animals/pets don’t understand that we have changed the clock so they still want to be on the schedule they have been trained to be on for the last eight months. So they are waking us up, they are expecting to be fed, played with and walked at the same time they have been for the last eight months! I feel that even though it is only an hour it really messes with things. So, I have been really tired this week, how about you?
Plus, there is this change going on where I teach that is something to have to think about because it requires a decision. One of those kinds of decisions that make you really think and feel. It is also getting colder, and to me that just lends to hibernation. Also, we had a new Nia class start this week. So more work, both prep and DOING.
Friday, I had a moment where your stomach gets a sharp nauseating pain and you think your heart is going to stop and you can’t breathe. I arrived a few minutes earlier for class than I had been for the past few weeks, but I didn’t really realize that. As I pulled into the really crowded parking lot, I thought, “Where are all the yoga students? They are usually leaving by now.” But I quickly forgot about that thought because I was trying to find a parking place. Then as I was walking to the building it occurred to me again there were no yoga students. So I pulled out my phone to see what time it is, and I realized I was maybe three minutes early, but really the yoga student should’ve been walking out by then. I looked up and the board announcing the day and the classes said, “Happy THURSDAY”. I stopped. My heart sank into my stomach. For a second I thought, “It IS Thursday, and I totally missed my class.” I pulled open the door as I make eye contact with one of my students, I ask, “Is today Friday????” And she said, “Yes,” with a confused look on her face. And I said, “The board-” And her face changed as she realized, and she says, “Yeah, I saw that, too, and thought the same thing.” I think she saw the panic in my face. She had to have heard it in my voice.
Earlier in the week I told a supervisor I would sub a yoga class today because I was thinking I had nothing to do so I could spare the time in the morning. When I got home from teaching I putzed around because I though I had all night. At 5:00 pm we got a call asking if we picked up our tickets to the Shark’s game. We had forgotten we had a game. Thank God, we got a call reminding us. But that didn’t do anything to help me as I was sitting at my computer trying to decide on what to write for a blog post. I had to stop and get ready for the game. We had plenty of time, but that still meant I had to stop so that I could give attention to the cats, one of which was demanding it, get something ready for dinner, eat dinner, and then take a shower and get ready.
It has just been a busy kind of week. Busy isn’t really the right word, but I tend to use that word, it is more like tiring and well, I don’t know. It has me sitting here at 11:17 on a Saturday night writing about how my week flew by, and I forgot about the game tonight so I didn’t write my post during the day when I should have. They lost, by the way.
You? What did you do on Saturday night? How are you adjusting to the time change? Ever have weeks that aren’t really “busy”, but are full?
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