Spring Forward

Normally I would be ragging about how the day we lose an hour is one of my least favorite days of the year. This weekend, so much time was lost one hour more or less doesn’t matter.

I came home exhausted Friday night which is nothing out of the ordinary but unlike other weeks, this one wasn’t that hard. Other than Wednesday night’s ice chopping affair I kept regular hours.

Maybe the long, cold Chicago winter is getting to me despite our little getaways. Maybe the same germs that have hit my wife and son are working on me.

All I know is that I have slept more this weekend than any in recent memory. Here it is 6 pm on Sunday and I could go right back to bed. Unfortunately I have work I need to crank through. Or not.

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