Happy Hour

1am on Saturday

Wasn’t it just a few weeks ago that we were splashing around in the pool, soaking up the summer sun?  Time flies. And quite honestly, I just hate it.

I do find autumn to be a pleasant time of the year, especially when it’s sunny and hovering in the 60’s.  The change of colors is absolutely stunning.  There is so much to do…soccer practice and games, football games, pick and carve pumpkins,  trips to the pumpkin farm, costume creating, Trick or Treat.  Just as the end of the October, the climax, nears…it all turns south.  Grey, cloudy, windy, rainy. gloomy.  (I pretty much described today).

In the midst of the temperature downturn and the thermostat crank up, comes the little gift of time that means so much to me, it’s almost ridiculous

When I was a young lady, the end of Daylight Savings Time for me was awesome.   I could start my Saturday evening with Happy Hour and wrap up the night (rather morning) with an hour later bar time.  Whoot  whoot*!

As a mother, with a pretty consistent 6 hour of sleep body clock, it means I can leisurely wake up on Sunday morning, chill on the couch and actually read the newspaper or watch some morning television.  Definitely awesome!  Not a rush for church, as usual, even though I know we’ll still be late.  Doesn’t seem like much, but when you break it down it’s 3600 seconds!

As I wrap up this commentary, and look forward to the task of putting together the rest of this weekly newsletter, I certainly could use that extra 3600 seconds right now.  The clock is ticking, got another (happy) hour ahead of me.  Cheers!

*a word used by common white folks to proclaim excitment. (www.urbandictionary.com)

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