daylight saving time stinks

This losing an hour of sleep business is a lot of nonesense. Even the sunrise was sullen when I left for work. And as the door locked shut behind me, I had that hideous feeling that I had - oh crap, I did. There are my keys on the desk, right next to the door. So I went to the very good hiding spot where we keep our spare key. It's not there. Those damn squirrels carry away anything that isn't nailed down. Things that are nailed down, they leave for the raccoons. So there I am, outside, while all my keys are inside, and the kitties are smiling happily through the window from their warm little nests. Theyn didn't even try to help. See if I ever try to get THEM thumbs for their birthdays!

I tried calling DH, to no avail (Thank GOD I had remembered to stick my phone in the bag before I toddled off for my day's adventures!) DH works about five minutes away from home. I figured that since he's a bit under the weather himself, he forgot to take his phone today. So I finally decided to call a cab, go to DH's job, borrow his house-key, cab home, get my keys, take his keys back, and I'm babbling again, aren't I? Anyhow, I rolled in to the office 30 minutes late which ain't bad all things considered. I still feel like crap on a cracker, and I have a cough like a howler monkey with the croup, but the other part-time gal is laid up from shoulder surgery and I'm all we have left. ot that I was needed all that badly. We had fifteen people signed up for the first session, six people showed, and one of them had come on the wrong day. There were 10 people signed up for the second session. 3 showed. No one was finctioning on all six cylinders today. DH had his phone by the way. He just didn't hear it. The noise of the machine shop, and the hearing protectors he wears might have something to do with that.

Strong peppermints seem to quell the cough, and I got lots of knitting done.

A pink hat with ears,
and a Blueboo hat

With alternative styling for those days when you feel implacably perky.