looking forward to this weekend – and dreading it

I’ve been out of town at the Oregon Coast the past two weekends. Two weeks ago, Deb and I trekked out to Lincoln City for Sue’s Annual February Scrapbook Weekend.

Lori and Deb, hanging out in our PJs
Lori and Deb, hanging out in our PJs

We did things a little differently this year: instead of hitting every Goodwill store (Lincoln City, McMinnville, Newberg and Tigard) on the way home, we hit them on the way there. We even threw in a stop at the New to You consignment emporium in McMinnville for good measure. One of my big scores of the trip was my Tray of Goodness, a sturdy Martha Stewart organizer – new – for only $1.99. It kept my tabletop organized while we worked.

Lori's Tray of Goodness
Lori’s Tray of Goodness

Speaking of working, I didn’t actually scrapbook at all. I had a huge backlog of stuff to sort and organize, so I decided to get that out of the way. Now I’ll have more time to scrapbook at home… hopefully. I also spent an inordinate amount of time hanging out and eating candy, which is pretty much the definition of bliss, for me.

This past weekend, Quinland and I went with our Scout troop out to the property at Seaside. It was basically a big one-room cabin with a kitchen and bath – the kids called it a “preschool” – with stacks of mats to spread out sleeping bags on. We did some work, cooked some food, and played some games… but mostly we walked the few blocks to the Prom, where we filled up on salt-water taffy, did some antique shopping, and flew our kite on the beach. It was super fun. We slept like rocks each night; it must be that salty air.

sunrise photo by Quinland
sunrise photo by Quinland

I’m looking forward to being at home this weekend. I’ve gotten behind on housework – more so than usual – and it will be good to get that sorted before I go away again next weekend. (I’m going down to California to visit Dad and Ann!) Unfortunately, though, this is the weekend I dread every year: Spring Forward Time. Argh. Argh, argh, argh.

Not only do I hate the one-time loss of that hour of sleep, I really hate the feeling of getting up an hour earlier every morning. I can’t seem to get used to it for WEEKS. Every year, I swear I am not going to change my clock in the fall, just so I don’t have to change back in the spring. (That resolution has never lasted more than 10 days, sadly.) I try to cheer myself up with the promise of sunny hours after work, hours when I will ultimately feel like being productive… once I no longer feel like I’ve been hit by a truck.

I hear that going to bed 10-15 minutes earlier for the week before (and waking up that much earlier as well) can help you adjust more easily to the time change. If that’s the case, I’d better go to sleep right now. Check with me in a week or two and I’ll tell you how it went.

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