This has been an eventful time change week for me. I’ve never liked the spring forward time change. I NEED that hour of sleep! Come on people, we have little kids here. This messes us up for weeks! And then to top it all off, mid-January I started eating really, really clean – and that included cutting caffeine out entirely. After being a miserable grizzly bear woken up in the dead of winter for 3 days, my withdrawal symptoms went away and I found myself more energized than ever. Since then, I’ve only had 4 cups of regular coffee – 3 of those were this week! (I had one cup last week by accident when at the McD’s drive through I forgot to say decaf and didn’t realize it until I took my first sip. I was jittery all day!)
The messed up week started on Monday. I know, time change was on Saturday night, but we go to church on Saturday nights, so Sundays are really lazy for us. I’m a night owl, and I have a hard time going to bed at a decent hour anyway, then change the time on me and I’m really messed up. I stayed up waaay too late on Sunday night. Monday morning, remembering how incredibly energized that one cup of accidental regular coffee made me, I decided to re-heat a cup of coffee in the microwave from the pot my husband had made the day before. (I know, that’s really desperate to reheat day old coffee!) When I pulled the cup of coffee out of the microwave, it was empty. Talk about confused! At first I looked to see if it had spilled all over the microwave, when in my groggy state I realized the cup was CLEAN. I had put it in the microwave without ever putting any coffee in it. Sad, sad morning my friends! I tried again and this time succeeded.
The next day while out and about, I decided to leave it to McD’s drive through to make sure I actually got coffee in my cup on the first try. They did a much better job than I had done the day before. And today….I managed to get coffee in the cup first try (reheated again). BUT, I was getting out of bed just 15 minutes before we were supposed to be walking out the door for Bible study. Oh mercy. I’m just really glad I had set everyone’s (green) clothes and shoes out the night before, and that my kids are able to dress themselves. We made it on time somehow. I’m sure I looked a little frazzled – but at least I had my coffee so I was a bit wired and not at all sleepy during Bible study. Maybe that’s why my group looked at me a little funny a couple times during class….frazzled curly-haired, fast talking, wide-eyed, crazy class member!!