I loathe team-building exercises.
cosigned.
As it turns out, my mother got a talking-to because she refused to participate in a team-building exercise of some sort. I have to go to another one next week.
You guys, daylight savings is KICKING MY ASS.
If I can just get these two next things accomplished, I might need to take off early. What the hell? Have I become so old that an hour is making me this loopy?
You guys, daylight savings is KICKING MY ASS.
You too?
On the other hand, I get to leave in 20 minutes. On the other other hand, I've been here for more than 9 hours.
It's 70+ degrees in Boston. In March. I hope this isn't indicative of what the summer is going to end up like.
OTOH, it's supposed to be back in the 40s tonight, so it's probably just a freak occurence.
I loathe team building. I love daylight savings, but working at home does make it easier. It also keeps me away from team building.
It's 14C here today. And it's suppose to snow Wednesday/Thursday. I blame the Irish, or the Newfoundlanders. Whoever's responsible for Sheelagh's Brush.
I love daylight savings, but working at home does make it easier.
I do like having more light in the summer evenings, but this morning was rough. The light was all ... in the wrong place and at the wrong angle.
I am both extremely tired and extremely hungry. I am not sure DST is to blame, but I might as well.
My back hurts. And my head. In fact, I'm just generally achy all over. Can I blame that on Daylight Savings?
Can I blame that on Daylight Savings?
Only if your pregnancy is somehow related to Daylight Savings.
My sleep schedule has been so off since last Thursday, that daylight savings hasn't whacked me in the head. Yet.
I am down to just taking pain meds when I go to sleep. Finally got a good night's sleep last night. Now I want a nap. I have at least an hours worth of work still to do.