Gift of RA

Just when I am comfortable being able to wake up when I plan, we do this ridiculous Daylight Time. I am still trying to figure out why we do it and why does it get earlier and earlier every year. It also means it is extended at the other end as well. It’s been much lighter for Eddie when he leaves at 5 a.m. – now it is dark as a pocket.

I am usually not cranky about things, it’s just that I feel uncomfortable and out of kilter when we are on Daylight time – going back to Standard time, it feels like being in a warm, cosy bed. So far this year, it has been unusual. We have had Spring since the middle of February and so many things are blooming now. Vic’s magnolia tree is almost past blooming, the camellias are going by quickly and the forsythia had a slow start – they are usually the first ones to bloom.

We have had a lot of sunny, fairly warm days – sweater weather in the beginning of March. The scales in the porch garden are getting taller and I expect them to send up stalks for blossoms shortly. Thursday I told the apple and pear trees “Don’t you dare bloom now!” because we might not have any pears or apples. I need to put fertilizer spikes in so they will have some to help them produce fruit. Maybe another shot this year will help the fig tree. I think it is still angry we pruned it 2 or 3 years ago.  I am not complaining, it is a glorious time to see everything blooming.

I seem to spend a lot of time sleeping at night and during the day. Yesterday we went to pick up our taxes from A.D. and all I wanted to do was sleep in the car. A. D. is a great guy and had things ready for us – no chivvying and nagging any more. He had some suggestions for this tax year and we’ll see how things go when we do the taxes next year.

Today I am having trouble getting my self organized or doing anything – maybe I have just been telling myself it is hard to adjust rather than just accepting the change and being open and willing to see it as a usual Sunday. Old habits die hard.

I haven’t written much lately, I don’t want to whinge and be a downer. I finished the 6 week grief support group and would like to see what else is available. I feel a bit cut off before I am ready. I think everyone else felt a bit of that as well. Also, I had 2 different people come in to see about an estate sale – we would lose money if we had one because the market for antiques is no longer there. One of the women gave me the names of people who might be in certain pieces and one fellow who might be interested in the books.

We bought a dining room table that they will hold in the warehouse for us for about a month. Not sure how soon we can move things out to accommodate it. An oddball situation for sure. Kathy helped me organize Mom’s room – she has an organized mind without the emotion. I need to buy some boxes to sort through Mom’s hooking stuff for the lady in Nova Scotia – that was what I asked her to help me do last Wednesday.

Not much else happening, though Ellen and Candy have been having snow. I was interesting to see Ellen’s photo of the beach covered with snow and the water a cobalt blue.