daylight savings time Sunday blues

Sunday bloody Sunday, March 10th, the year 13~

Today I awoke at 8am, a good hour earlier than usual. Jenny, sitting in the recliner in her favorite martini glass and toothpicked olive pajamas, laptop positioned where one would expect, looked up wide-eyed and marveled at my early arrival to the day. She then checked her iPhone to verify the exact time, to record for posterity. It was 9:00. Yeah, last night "daylight savings time," whatever that is exactly, switched back.

Damnet . . . actually the time switching thing in the spring is historically, for me, a day of happiness and joy. An extra hour in the evenings; green grass, luscious tree buds and flower shoots soon to follow. Habit would dictate that I am therefore happy today, and I suppose I am. Sure would help though if it wasn't one of those "the sky is crying" mornings. Crying, pissing . . whatever. It's drizzling and gloomy, but oh look, there's a robin out there listening for worms. 

 I just put on "Here Comes the Sun"-- that might help, for 3 minutes and seven seconds at least . . .

I wonder if part of my down mood might be empathy for Eli, who I texted with yesterday. When we talked last week he was excited about a new temporary assignment to the Phillipines for three months. He calls Okinawa "Okitraz" or "this fucking penal colony," so the prospect of getting off that rock for a while to do something new sounded good to him, to say the least.

Yesterday though-- once again, text messages.

Me: "Good morning. When are you leaving for the Phillipines?"

Three hours later, him: "My deployment got taken away from me Dad. I'm not going :/"

Me: "Oh man. So sorry. What happened Eli?"

Him: "They just gave it away to someone that was way less qualified and has been on island a shorter time than me. I was quite butthurt for a while."

Me: I can imagine )-; you ok now?"

No answer . . . yet. I doubt he even has the daylight savings time change to be happy about, like we do. 

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Comment by Hyblaean~ Julie on March 10, 2013 at 7:25pm

more's a good thing, even if it means a touch of sleep deprivation. Hope Eli catches the next wave out of there.


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