Please tell me I’m not the only one still suffering from the hangover-like effects of Daylight Saving Time. I’m not, right?
A while back, I saw a meme (that I can no longer find, or else I’d post it here) that compared how you feel when you’re middle aged and get up too quickly to how you feel when you wake up hungover. I think someone needs to make a new meme swapping out ‘getting up too quickly’ with ‘the days following Daylight Saving Time combined with a weekend road trip’ because it’s worse. Way worse.
Case in point: Today is Tuesday, and I’m still recovering.
I don’t know about you, but I don’t bounce back like I used to. Maybe it’s midlife, maybe it’s my autoimmune disease, or maybe it’s just that I’m low-key high maintenance and require A LOT to feel good in my skin — like daily exercise, medication, clean food, alone time, and 8 hours of good-quality sleep (with my mouth tape, castor oil pack, and meditation app) — but I’m still dragging, days after we moved the clocks ahead.
To make matters worse, this past weekend, we road tripped from Pennsylvania to Massachusetts to see our college junior play lacrosse. We made a pit stop in New York to pick up my dad and some @goodysbagels for the next day’s pregame tailgate. I thought an overnight stay in NY would ameliorate the effects of losing an hour of sleep …
I thought wrong.
Two days later and I’m still a little slow and salty … Consider yourself warned.
The silver lining is that I work from home for myself, not in an office or retail job where I would have to be awake and nice to people. At home, I can be as slow and salty as I want to be because I’m the mom and I run this shit.
Don’t agree? Fight me. Just not today … I’m still DST hungover.
— LJDT
P.S. If you’re on Long Island, you MUST go to Goody’s Bagels and Spreads for the best NY bagels, hands down. They even custom-color them, like these for our tailgate. Go! And tell Peter I sent you. You won’t regret it.
