That extra hour

I'm tired.

I was working today and it was a slow, long day. One of those energy sappers.

I've been getting up early now for about a month, and it's not a chore! On a couple of mornings I have toyed with the idea of turning over and going back to sleep, but the benefits are far outweighing the risks, so up I get.

I find I'm sleeping better too. I mean head, hitting and pillow don't even come in to it! Out like a light. And if I get woken through the night, which (thanks and praise to all that is holy) is rare these days, I go straight back to sleep.

But I do get very droopy by about 10pm...then again, I guess I always did!!!

So what, you may ask, is the point in all this???

Good question! Not quite sure really, other than to shout in praise of getting up early and having a walk and some quiet time before launching into the blue.

Today I am grateful for my extra hour.

Eat your heart out British Summer Time!!!

Gratefully yours.
xx