I’ll admit it – I hate it when the clocks go forward. No matter how often I say that I’m going to get an early night, something always crops up and I end up being awake at 1 am. And having to put my alarm clock forward to 2 am. before I even get any sleep.
It’s a bit of a state-supported kick in the teeth every spring really. And don’t try to convince me that I get the hour back in autumn – I regard that hour as a righteous reward for my year’s hard work and lost sleep. I mean, I never get enough sleep so it’s like an autumny snooze present from the world!
It didn’t help that last night was punctuated by incredibly vivid dreams and our attempts to stop one of our kittens (Marmite – probably more on her another time. . .) climbing up onto the bedroom mantlepiece and knocking everything over.
We did order a replacement door latch for the bedroom door though. I hope it arrives soon!