Na-Blo-Po-HELLZ NO

Well, I guess anyone who was wondering has by now gathered that I am, in fact, not participating in National Blog Posting Month.  Aka, NaBloPoMo.  Aka, NOT Na-Po-Bla-Mo, which is how I have been saying it in my head for the past year. 

Oops.

My schedule this past month was insane and unfortunately, my little piece of the blogosphere has born the brunt of my neglect.  But it's not the only thing that's been forgotten.  May I present to you: My laundry pile.

October was insane.  Two trips to Chicago, one trip to Connecticut, one wedding weekend, one trip to San Francisco, two trips to Occoquan, VA to watch Joel's team race, and one emotionally draining family event that I am still building up the stamina to write about later, it's over.

Phew. 

November is going to be busy, too, but I am determined not to let that stop me from posting every day every other day at least twice a week whenever I can.

Starting today!  I know you're excited.

So, Daylight Savings Day.  It's my least favorite day of the year.  I love summer, I love daylight and I hate when it gets dark at 5pm.  I was going to wear all black yesterday in mourning of my beloved daylight, but... then I forgot.  Instead, Joel and I went hiking in Gunpowder State park.

It was purty.  And because I FINALLY got to see some freakin' foliage, I temporarily forgave The Worst Day of The Year.

On the way home we stopped by the grocery store for a few essentials, you know, carrots, celery, eggs, and cream cheese (we eat some weird shit) (and I've been trying to eat less meat, hence all the veggies).  We got home, unloaded the groceries, took showers, made dinner and watched some TV.  I was totally ready for bed.  I looked at the VCR and the timer said it was 7:30pm.

Well, I thought, at least that's one good thing about Daylight Savings: it's the first time I can remember that we've eaten dinner before 8pm!  We always mean to eat earlier, and then stuff happens and whoops!  It's 10pm and the pizza isn't done baking.   

I was in the middle of patting myself on the back when Joel told me he hadn't changed the VCR clock.  So it was actually 6:30pm.

I was in bed by 10 and asleep by 10:30.  I woke up this morning feeling rested.  It was bizarre.  I guess turning back the clocks isn't 100% bad.  But I still think it's 99% suckitude and I just might cry tomorrow when I walk out of my underground office at 5pm and find myself in total darkness. 

Comments

[Lindsey]

I left work yesterday and I was like, oh crap that sucks. It was so dark. Not pitch black or anything, let's face it, it was only 5 pm, but seriously, it was dark in my office, darkish outside. By the time I got home cars had their headlights on. Ew. The only good thing is that it isn't as bad when I work out in the morning--when I leave for the gym it's still dark, but it will be light on my way home, which is nice. Wait, when was the last time I went to the gym in the morning? Hell if I know!!

Anyway, your house probably looks good compared to mine.

[Phoenix]

OMG, the first picture is to die for. Where I am, there's not much wooded area like that, and I miss it so much. Those two pictures were a breath of fresh air this morning. :)

[Laurel]

I love the light in the morning for running, but I agree, I hate it being dark when I leave work. All I want to do is go home and snuggle on the couch!

[alyndabear]

I still haven't unpacked my weekend away bag... three days later. Not to mention the week before's laundry, that I didn't have time to do before flying out. Am running out of underwear. ;)